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Everyone has a certain trait that they develop or they already have from the start. OCD, I'm not talking about just randomly organized but everything— from objects to people and environment.
Anyone can be annoyed by the disarranged, messy, and dirty view of anything. Just that some people are lazy so they don't clean and arrange them up.
Anyone could have anger issues, anyone could be a perfectionist, but there's this thing that is insane. I don't know if it's just me or that this is somehow weirdly interesting.
Clean freak. Germaphobe. Though I am not sure if the person is a germaphobe, but he's somehow like that. Only a little more and I'd really say he's a germaphobe.
Sakusa Kiyoomi, a volleyball player here in Itachiyama and I swear he is such a germaphobe, and he seriously hates crowds. I don't know how to deal with him, yet he's my boyfriend.
"Kiyoomi, here." I say, handing him the pen I borrowed, he looks up and looks at the pen I was holding. "Don't sass me I sanitized this so take it." I say, placing it on his desk. I give him a smile before turning around to go back to my seat. He stops me by grabbing my wrist with just his thumb and pointer finger, ha.
"Hands." I mentally roll my eyes, smiling at the male who brought out a hand sanitizer from under his desk. "Come on." Tch, demanding. I bring my hands in front of him and he squeezes the sanitizer. I rub the fluid all over my hands, making sure I was thorough.
"Is there anything else?" I ask, my tone was unbalanced, I sounded polite and irritated. He just stares at me with his expressionless eyes. "Kiyoomi, let me go." He holds my hand and he doesn't speak. This is stressing me out. "Sakusa let go." I tell him and his grip loosens.
"You're mad?" I'm mad? "You call me Sakusa when you're mad." I can't see his face aside from his eyes, I wanna rip that stupid mask off his face. I can't even admire his face.
"Maybe I am, maybe I'm not. But either way let me go." His eyes twitched, I sighed he's trying to figure out why I'm annoyed. I kissed the top of his head. "Kiyoomi let me go." He finally lets go of my hand and I go back to my seat.
It's kinda hard having to be his girlfriend. He has fan girls, all of them tried confessing, yeah all of them cried in the end. Also, having to be a clean freak, there are things I can't do when I want to.
I can't really hold his hand whenever I want to, he'd be silent the whole time if I suddenly hold his hand and I didn't sanitized mine. He would message or call me regarding having to use sanitizer, like what.
The story behind how we got together was crazy, I still can't believe it happened. Motoya, his cousin, randomly said things at a party. We were just casually having a conversation and then he spat out about Sakusa liking me. Sakusa left the moment he said that.
At first I was flattered, surprised and I froze. I didn't know how to react to that. He's really a campus crush and I did admire him. It's just stressful having to deal with the clean or sanitize reminders.
Classes ended and it was time to go home, there's no club activities. I gathered my things and was about to carry my bag when Sakusa took it.
"What are you doing?" I ask him and he furrows his brows. I raise my brow at him and he looks away, I see his cheeks turn pink, I only saw a glimpse of it because he's wearing a mask.
"I just wanted to." I let out a long sigh, looking at his eyes twitch every second. "Don't be mad." He surprisingly takes his mask off, he was slightly pouting his lips. I bit my lip, chuckling at the sight of him do that. He furrows his brows and I just continued to laugh.
"You're so cute. Remove that more often, I wanna see your face." I smile and he takes my hand, he's being bold today. "I didn't sanitize." He ignored my words and we headed home.
"You don't have to, 'cause I love you."
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(Y/n)'s being a lot moodier these days. I don't know if I did something wrong, but she always seem like she's about to burst and scold me, although she never does that.
She slightly raised her voice earlier, she sounded like she was trying her best not to sound irritated. She called me Sakusa.
It's something she unconsciously does whenever she's mad, if she calls me Sakusa then she's mad or annoyed, if she calls me Kiyoomi then she's fine.
The way how her eyes looked like earlier when I told her to sanitize her hands, she didn't like it. Maybe I should just get used to doing things with her and not making her uncomfortable by making her sanitize or something.
"Omi can you explain this to me?" I look at (Y/n) who was on the bed, pouting her lips. I lay beside her and took her textbook. "Help me." I wrap my arm around her shoulder, kissing the side of her head.
"This is easy."
I stayed over for a while since it was early. I've also never been here and I just wanted to come over. Komori always tells me that we don't even look like we're together, and it annoys me when he says that.
(Y/n)'s room is clean, just not as clean as my room. I kinda wanted to comment on that but she'd call me Sakusa the moment I say something about it.
(Y/n) looks happy, I'm glad that she's not mad anymore. She's telling me things that she has never told me. I can't help but smile hearing how comfortable she is by telling me random things. This is a first.
"(Y/n)—" I turn to her and she's already asleep. I haven't seen her face this close. Strands of her hair fall covering her face, I tuck them behind her ear, caressing her cheek. I press my lips on hers, giving her a soft kiss. "That feels better than I imagined..." (Y/n) smiles, I kiss her again.
I carefully pull my arm away from her, gently laying her on the bed, pulling the blanket over her. I smile seeing her sleep peacefully.
I fix her things on her desk, making sure I didn't make a sound. Her mom suddenly came inside and I bowed my head slightly, she smiled at me. She told me she could've done it but I wanted to, I just really wanted to.
I carefully sat on the edge of her bed, giving her a kiss on her cheek and her forehead before heading home.
"Goodnight."
I've done things I don't usually do, I kissed her for the first time in nine months. I have never kissed her anywhere before today.
I completely forgot about washing my hands clean, but having to do these with her, doing things for her, doesn't seem to have the need of cleaning my hands.
The next morning, I went to school wearing a mask. I suddenly remembered what (Y/n) said so I took it off the moment I entered the school building.
People are staring and I don't like being stared at, doesn't matter if I'm the ace and that I get interviewed a lot but still. I'm uncomfortable with having them stare.
"Kiyoomi." (Y/n) greets, showing me that warm smile. She suddenly tilts her head, looking like she was curious or confused about something. "You didn't wear your mask." I furrow my brows, she said I should wear it less.
"You said you wanted to see... my face." I say, mumbling the last part, avoiding eye contact. I feel blood rush to my cheeks. "People are staring.."
"That's because they can see you properly. Mostly girls are the ones staring, you're handsome after all." I choke on my saliva, feeling my cheeks heat up more than earlier. "Let's get to class."
(Y/n) walks ahead but I took her hand so that we could walk side by side. I want to and because I feel so awkward with people staring at me.
I'm seriously getting so uncomfortable with the stares and the whispers. I asked (Y/n) if I could wear my mask and she said it was up to me, I don't know if that means I could or not. In the end I didn't, I don't want her to call me Sakusa.
"Sakusa-kun, uhm here." A girl handed me a letter. I was wearing gloves so it'd be fine to get it.
Different girls started handing me letters, and some gave chocolate. I started to realize what these meant when I already had five girls come. More came over, I don't know why they're still trying, I have a girlfriend.
"Sakusa." Ah no please. I frown at my girlfriend who's annoyed at me, or with these.
"I won't say yes. Don't call me that." I tell her but she just smiles innocently and looks at all the letters and the gifts I got from all the girls. "(Y/n)..."
"Can I have the chocolate?" I handed the box to her and she smiled. "Thank you Sakusa." She turned around to leave but I stopped her. "Sakusa?"
"Stop calling me Sakusa or I'll kiss you in front of everyone." I'm really serious about kissing her in front of everyone, also so that no one will come here and give me anymore. I stood up and sat on the edge of my desk.
"Hmm? Sakus—" I immediately pulled her in, catching her lips with mine. We stayed like that for a few seconds. "Kiyoomi." She bites her bottom lip, bringing her hand to her lips.
"I was serious. I told you, don't call me Sakusa or else I'd kiss you. Anyway, now everyone knows I'm yours."
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I don't know if I should be happy, embarrassed, irritated or shy. Kiyoomi just kissed me in front of everyone, he has never kissed me.
He just gave me a plain expression even when he sounded like a smug. He wore his mask again to keep people from staring at him.
His method of kissing me to make girls stop running to him worked. But still, there could've been a different way. My first kiss, in front of everyone.
Classes ended and now Kiyoomi's walking me home, he isn't wearing his gloves and yet his hand is holding mine with our fingers intertwined.
"Why did you take my first kiss in front of everyone?" I ask and he just looks at me, he still has his mask on. I look at him with pleading eyes, asking for an explanation.
"That wasn't our first." He says making me raise my brow at him. He looked away and I followed his face. "I kissed you when you were sleeping last night, twice."
"That wasn't a dream?" He nods, cheeks showing a tint of pink. "But still in front of everyone?"
"Then would you rather watch girls come in our classroom to give me gifts?" I furrow my brows, pouting my lips. "See?"
Since then he has never spoken to me about sanitizing my hands, brushing my teeth or anything about cleaning. He also started doing things like kissing me all of a sudden. It's been a year and three months since then.
He cuddles with me without complaining about whether I've showered or not, he took care of me when I was sick not saying a word about my snot or whatever.
Kiyoomi still hated crowded places, but he tries to come with me whenever he needs to. I really wish this will continue on 'til the end.
"Kiyoomi, where will you apply for a college?" I ask, playing with his hair. His head was on my lap.
"University of Tokyo. I'll be taking you with me." He sits up and looks into my eyes. His face was an inch away. "Will you come and live with me?" His eyes are soft and his tone was gentle.
"Gladly."
—— t h r e e y e a r s l a t e r ——
(Y/n) and I are now living together in an apartment. (Y/n) regularly attends classes and I do too, just that I have training and matches, I'm in the V League's Division One Team MSBY Black Jackals.
I arrive home late and it's always messy when I get home. Her books are scattered on the coffee table, pieces of paper that she ripped from her notebooks are everywhere.
I would always find (Y/n) asleep on the bed when I get home, she probably planned on waking up again but she drifted off to sleep.
I just got home from training and as always, it was messy as hell. I understand that she and I are different when it comes to this but she could've at least cleaned a little, this is stressing the hell out of me.
I went to the bedroom but she wasn't there, she wasn't in the bathroom, kitchen or anywhere inside our apartment.
"Where the hell are you?" It's 1AM, she's supposed to be home since six hours ago.
I fixed her things first, sweeping the floor and gathering all the trash from the floor. I think she hasn't stepped foot in here since she left this morning.
The doorbell suddenly rang all over the apartment, who the hell would come over at 1AM? And if it was (Y/n) she would've had keys with her.
I placed her books on the table, going to the door to see who it was. I twisted the doorknob, pulling the door open, seeing an incredibly unpleasant sight.
"Hey uhm, she's drunk." A guy, just around my height, hair was blonde and eyes were green, was holding on to my girlfriend.
"Yeah, it's not like I can't see that." I can't help myself, I can't stand seeing a guy holding on to her. I took (Y/n) from him, carrying her bridal style. "Who let her drink?" I glared at the guy, brushing her hair away from her face.
"She drank on her own. All of us tried to stop her." I raised a brow at him, I'm not buying that shit. "Fine, I made her drink. She seemed curious about it, hearing that she has never tried alcohol, because of her boyfriend." He shot daggers at me, is it bad that I don't let my girlfriend drink when I'm not even around to come with her?
"Who the fuck gave you the right? By the way who are you even? You're not from her department, certainly not from our university." This guy is seriously weird, I know everyone around her. So having a guy to bring her home, a complete stranger is making me uneasy.
"Marc. From Waseda University. I met her at the club, I tried hitting on her but all she could speak of was her boyfriend's name. Sakusa Kiyoomi." This fucking jerk. "I'm a friend of Miya Atsumu, he's downstairs."
"Next time, tell Atsumu to text me or have himself carry my girlfriend to me, and not some jerk I don't know of. Don't every try to hit on her again or I will hit you." I slammed the door close with my foot.
I carried (Y/n) to the bedroom, gently placing her on the bed. She reeks of alcohol. I hate alcohol more than anything, it's just dangerous.
I feel like I'm being an irresponsible boyfriend, I can't even be there for her when she needs me. She suddenly sat up, taking her jacket and shirt off. She feels hot.
I got a wet towel and wiped her face and arms. I got my shirt and helped her wear it, I unclasped her bra and took it off of her. I took her skirt off. My shirt's huge for her so it's fine leaving her like that.
We've already done things so it doesn't bother me anymore just to see her like that. I tied her hair back, pulling the thinnest blanket over her. I kissed her forehead before heading out to clean.
I washed her clothes first. I can't focus, I feel so uneasy to see someone completely foreign to me, bring her home. He was even touching her, he was holding on her on the wrong place. Fucking asshole.
"They didn't do anything... did they?"
I fell asleep on the couch. I even forgot to take a shower, the uneasy feeling in me just tired me out more than cleaning. She wouldn't do anything, but anyone could try to violate her privacy.
I woke up and felt someone beside me, I opened my eyes to see (Y/n). How did we fit here? I hugged her closer, she was about to fall off the couch.
"(Y/n), wake up.." I gently shook her, she groaned. "Love wake up." I pulled both of us up. Her face was wet, did she cry?
"Why didn't you sleep in the bedroom?" She asks in a quiet, tired voice, snuggling closer.
"I fell asleep here." I wiped her face with the shirt she was wearing, kissing the tip of her nose. "Do you feel dizzy? Did you vomit already?" She shook her head.
"I thought you were mad at me. You hate alcohol more than anything." A tear rolled down her cheek. I should've just woke myself up when I was still able to.
"Doesn't matter, because I love you more than anything."
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I don't remember anything, but I know my friends pulled me away from Marc when he tried fucking me. I was violated while I was drunk. I don't feel sore just means nothing happened.
Atsumu was apparently at the club and he, as I've heard, punched Marc for trying to do something to me. Kiyoomi's still mad that Marc had tried violating me and that Atsumu made him bring me up here.
I won't ever drink anymore, I can't take it. After I ate breakfast, I vomited everything. I don't like alcohol. I don't have classes today and neither does Kiyoomi, I'm currently resting and he's taking care of me.
"Tell me if you want to drink alcohol, I'll be there so that I could watch over you. That fucking asshole.." I just smiled, he's not always around so it is dangerous for me to just go ahead and do things on my own.
"I won't drink ever again. I feel awful."
"Are you sure he didn't do anything? He didn't release in you? He didn't enter you?" I couldn't answer that. I don't know. "I will kill him if he did."
"You're going to get your hands dirty, you're a clean freak." I chuckle and he smiles at my joke.
"I'll spend more time with you.." I feel blood rush to my cheeks as he buried his face on my chest. I'm not wearing a bra. "Hmm soft."
"What the hell?" He chuckled, looking up at me with a smile. He brought his hand to my nape, pulling me in for a kiss. It feels like it's been ages since he kissed me.
"Do you want to?" He asks, our lips only a centimeter away from each other's. "We won't if you don't want to." He pressed a soft kiss on my lips.
In the end we did.
I'm still bare under the covers, and he's already taking a shower. Yeah now I feel sore. Things happened that's why I am.
Maybe something did happen last night, like he slammed himself in me, but he was pulled away the moment he tried to move. But whatever.
My head is banging, why are the effects of the alcohol just start to come now? I hate this.
"(Y/n), if you feel better.. Can we go out later?" I look at my boyfriend who was avoiding eye contact. I cup his cheeks, making him look at me.
"Why are you not looking at me?"
"J-Just 'cause.." I peck his lips and he furrows his brows. "We'll only go out if your headache's gone, I don't want to push you." I poke his cheeks repeatedly, he looks so cute.
"We'll go... But uhm... Aren't you gonna change the sheets? You know.. It's stained with our.. Yeah.." He brushes his fingers through my hair, this is making me sleepy.
"I will once you're fine." He pushes me gently to make me lay down. Making me sleepy with his fingers brushing through my hair.
What happened to the clean freak Sakusa Kiyoomi?
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I originally planned on bringing her to the mall, just so that we could put our attention to different matters, but she didn't wake up from her sleep.
I stayed beside her, watching her sleep. I can't help but admire her face. I bit my lip to stop myself from chuckling whenever she lets out a quiet snore.
Komori is teasing the hell out of me, saying I've changed about being a clean freak. I still am, I'm just like this with (Y/n), but with everyone else I'm still the same.
I just want (Y/n) to feel comfortable with me, I don't want to make her look bad with me telling her to clean her hands and say she's dirty. Would I even be considered her boyfriend if I did?
If I plan on marrying her, I should know when to adjust to her and not. I want her to be happy as much as possible, I don't want to hurt her. Even if I have to stop acting like a complete germaphobe, I will.
Will she say yes if I asked her to marry me?
We only have a few months left before we graduate. I want to plan everything ahead, praying that we won't be fighting over nonsense things that could hurt both of us.
We haven't really argued, I hope it stays that way. I might turn into a complete jerk if something ever happens to us, I might become that germaphobe again.
"(Y/n), what do you want to do in the future?" (Y/n)'s playing on her phone and I'm just watching her play.
"Get married and have kids."
"With who?" She suddenly bursted out laughing, losing in her game. She didn't answer my question, playing the same level again. "Hey answer me."
"Hmm Marc?" I hugged her from behind, resting my chin on her shoulder. Planting kisses on her neck. "Stop it, I'm playing. Also you're stupid. Why you gotta ask? It's not like I have more than one lover." I accidentally bit her when she said that. "Ow.."
"I'm sorry." I kissed the spot I bit. "What's the name of your lover?"
"Motoya Komori." She chuckled and stuck her tongue out at me, I brought my hand to the back of her head, taking her tongue in my mouth to suck it. I sucked her tongue until I was satisfied. "Sakusa Kiyoomi."
"Mhmm that's the answer." I licked the saliva off her lips, pressing a soft kiss on her them.
"You're a dirty clean freak." I just chuckled and she played her game.
—— t h r e e y e a r s l a t e r ——
I'm on the couch, watching Kissing Booth on Netflix. Watching the movie makes me miss him more. He's in London for an overseas match, I couldn't come since I was busy.
They've been winning nonstop so they've been staying there for almost two months. I just want him home. I regret moving in to an insanely spacious house, well he wanted to.
I scrolled through my phone, giving the movie and the article I'm reading, divided attention. I was just reading news about my fiancé who's not home for like forever.
"No..." I felt like crying when I read the article, he injured his wrist. I knew at some point that would happen, despite having extremely flexible wrists.
The article was published two weeks ago, but I didn't even know this. He didn't even inform me. It's nighttime there right now and probably they're all awake.
I tried calling him but he won't pick up, I called Astumu and he picked up right away.
"Hey.. Why'd you call me and not your fiancé?" I sighed. "Why? Is there something wrong?"
"Why didn't he or not even any of you inform me about his wrist?" I suddenly heard him choking at the other end.
"You found out? It's been two weeks, he's doing fine. But don't kill us, he ordered us not to inform you. He said he would slap us hard if you found out from us." I clenched the pillow I was holding, ah fucking secrets.
"What other secrets does he have? Maybe a different girl? Maybe he had a one night stand with a British girl?"
"Woah calm down, Omi-omi would never cheat on you.. We also can't go to clubs or meet other people or even spend time with staff members. He'll be marrying you so chill."
"Then why isn't he picking up?"
"Ha.. Omi-omi!" He called out to Kiyoomi, forgetting to put the phone away, he fucking yelled to the call. "Hello?" Ahh his voice.
"Love are you alright?"
"(Y/n) are you crying? Hey, what's up?" Don't give me that shit talk. "Oh okay I get it.. Are you upset? I'm sorry, I didn't want to worry you. I'm fine. I only needed rest. We'll be home soon.."
"Can you please call me more often and not hide anything from me? Just tell me whatever's happening.." I paused the movie, realizing I have skipped over 30 minutes of it.
"Alright, I have to go though. I'm sorry. Stop crying now, I'll call you again later. I love you."
"Okay.. Love you."
I rewinded the movie going back to where I actually remember, trying my best not to be too anxious about his wrist.
Ever since three months ago, his wrist would hurt for some reason. I would massage it and he'd always wince in pain. I told him to take a break but he still went on.
My minds wanders off again, thinking about us getting married. We've been engaged for a year. I'm wondering if he actually doesn't want to get married to me, maybe I'm not the one he wishes to marry.
I hate myself for thinking of that. He has done nothing but shower me with love, always being so delicate with me when it comes to talking things out. He always makes sure that he won't hurt me.
Kiyoomi never lets me do anything dangerous on my own, well dangerous is an overstatement, something extreme like rollercoasters. He'd always come even if he hates crowds.
I was about to drift off to sleep when the doorbell rang. Ah fucking, who the hell? I went to the front door and opened it, my eyes half closed.
"Who is it?"
"It's me sleepyhead." I suddenly felt energized when I heard his voice. I jumped and wrapped my arms around his neck. "Don't ever open the door with your eyes not fully opened. You will never know if it's a killer already."
"You meant what you said about going home, I thought I'd have to wait for days."
"I wanted to surprise you. I miss you so much." He kissed the side of my head repeatedly. "Let's get inside."
I went ahead to the kitchen, cooking food for him to eat. It's been a while since he's home, I wanted to do something for him.
I always drink water while I cooked him food. I have been so dehydrated for some reason. I've unusually craved for water for weeks now. I haven't drank anything else but water.
I was about to stumble but then Kiyoomi hugged me from behind. I made him loosen his grip on my belly, I feel like puking whenever my belly's pressed.
"Love, check the message I sent you." I tell him, taking a bite from the sandwich I made for myself. He didn't say anything, looking at his phone. Suddenly choking on his food, slamming his chest with his fist to stop the coughing.
"Is this why you won't let me hug you tight?" I nodded. I sent him the picture of the ultrasound, I'm about three months pregnant. "I should've been here for you." He frowned and looked at the picture again.
"I'm fine, I somehow managed. Still the same for the past weeks though.. I had asked a friend to help me out." I say, taking another bite from my sandwich.
(a/n: idk if it's just me or sandwich for me means something else HAHAHA iz bloody)
"Why didn't you tell me? We're not even married yet, but either way I'm happy you're pregnant. I have to excuse myself from training.. Did you buy everything you need already?" I chuckled seeing him panic, well at least I know he wants to marry me. I shook my head.
"This is the most frantic you have ever been. I haven't gotten everything yet." I finished my sandwich and started eating another one.
"After we eat, we'll go. Or should I only? Or do you want to come with me? I'll drive.. Wait, you haven't been driving while you're pregnant, have you?"
"I almost never left the house, don't worry. Also we'll both go." He embraced me, kissing my cheek.
"I love you so much, I'll take care of you."
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I'm still shocked by the sudden news. I remember when Ushijima's wife was pregnant, he also had to stay behind. And Bokuto's wife also got pregnant and he had to skip training for most of the time.
I kinda feel bad for coach that his players are all getting married and having children. We just wanna live in the moment. I would seriously feel bad if someone else would excuse themselves because of the same matter.
I didn't expect (Y/n) to get pregnant. I have to keep her safe and healthy, I don't want her to be in pain.
"Love, just get anything and everything you're craving for." I don't care how much I'd be paying, as long as I know she's satisfied then it's alright.
(Y/n) went ahead and got whatever, she started coughing and sneezing. She's not sick so it must be dusty here. I took out an unused mask from my pocket, letting her wear it. I always have one with me.
"Thank you." I held her hand and pushed the cart with the other.
I missed seeing this sight of her just going around and dragging me to buy her food. Two months of being away was a pain. It's good that she didn't come with me, she would've been really exhausted.
(Y/n) started eating the ice cream we bought, she surprisingly had a spoon in her bag. I sometimes don't get my own fiancée.
I drove us back, and (Y/n) had finished the tub of ice cream. She looks messy. I pulled over in our garage, unbuckling my seatbelt to reach for her face to wipe her cheeks with wet wipes.
"Love you eat like a child. Don't eat so messily." I scold her and she frowned, I forgot about her being moody. "O-Ow! Okay okay, let go." She pinched my cheek, that really hurt.
"Hearing that from you hurts. You're a clean freak." Love, with you I can't even be one. I caress her cheek with my thumb, pressing a soft kiss on her lips, cupping her cheek in the process. I carefully unbuckled her seatbelt with my other hand, and she snaked her arms around my neck. We were making out and good thing I didn't turn the engine off or else we'd be suffocating in here.
"Let's go." I pulled away, gathering our things.
I turned off the engine and got out first, opening the door for her. I gave her the keys to the door, and let her go ahead. I got all the groceries from the back seat, they were kinda heavy and my wrist still wasn't in the best condition.
My grip on the bags tightened as I felt pain in my wrist, I have to really rest my hand. I had to go back and forth, there were six bags.
(Y/n) helped put away the groceries in the cabinets, eyeing me as I tried to move my hand to see if my wrist still hurts.
"Did you get your wrist checked?" (Y/n) stopped what she was doing, taking my hand to massage it.
"I did, they just said I needed to rest my hand." She pouted her lips, giving me puppy eyes. "Don't feel bad,I'll be fine. Also let's just put all of this away, it's messy."
After putting all the groceries away, (Y/n) went to the bedroom and fell asleep almost immediately. I cleaned the house before taking a shower.
Today's tiring, I just got home from a flight and I was welcomed with huge news, going out again only after an hour I got here, bought groceries and was there for almost an hour. Now I'm cleaning and my wrist is still hurting.
But if it's for (Y/n) I could and will do everything.
—— t w o y e a r s l a t e r ——
Things went normal between me and (Y/n). Kierra was born a premature baby which worried us but the doctor said she's fine. They said she was strong having to be incubated only overnight.
I still continued with volleyball while being a husband and a father. Kierra's now almost 2 years old, she's a very energetic baby. She's (Y/n)-like, she's got all of (Y/n)'s traits. I like seeing a chibi (Y/n).
I felt bad, real bad for coach when Atsumu had to take a leave because his wife got pregnant last year. Coach was understanding but still, I felt bad. He was happy meeting the kids though, letting them play with a volleyball when they're around.
I'm cooking breakfast, (Y/n) and Kierra's still asleep. (Y/n) and Kierra played all night, they're probably both tired. I watched them play, and Kierra would jump on me and I'd carry her on my shoulder.
"Dadda..." I look over to see sleepyhead. Kierra slowly walked up to me, stumbling on her way here. She hit her head on the cabinet. I went up to her and carried her. She started crying.
"Shh.. It's okay.. The pain flew away." I hushed her, kissing the spot that hit the cabinet. I blew on it and kissed it repeatedly until she calmed down. "Is baby hungry?"
"Ama mil.." She doesn't like drinking other milk but from her mother. (Y/n)'s still asleep.
"Mommy's still sleeping.." She frowned and I kissed her nose. I placed her on the high chair and prepared the cereal she loves to eat.
"Dadaa!" She called out, showing me the tiny plastic spoon I gave her, I chuckled seeing her gummy smile.
I also made milk, although she doesn't like it she still drinks it. I didn't put the bowl of cereal in front of her, she's clumsy and I'm sure that she would spill it and cry.
I tied a bib around her neck, I stopped cooking to feed her. I spoon fed her and she giggles when she takes it into her mouth. Kierra took the spoon from my hand, feeding herself.
"Do you want to eat on your own?" She nodded.
I let her be and continued cooking breakfast, making sure she was in my field of vision, just in case she tips the bowl over or whatever.
"Good morning..." (Y/n) walks over to us, Kierra became hyper reaching her arms out to her mom. (Y/n) kissed her forehead and me on the lips. Sweet.
"I'll be done soon." (Y/n) smiled and averted her attention to Kierra.
"Mama mil!" After my effort of making milk for her. (Y/n) looked at me and I just raised my brow at her.
"Daddy made milk for Kierra. Finish this one first." I thought (Y/n) would let her. The bottle I used was small since I do know she hates milk that doesn't come from her mom.
Kierra pouted her lips but (Y/n) still didn't let her. My wife's unusually strict. I just chuckled seeing Kierra drinking from the bottle, her eyes were still begging.
I finished cooking breakfast. They were on the couch, Kierra finished the bottle and (Y/n) is breastfeeding her now.
I went to them with a bowl of food, eating and feeding (Y/n) at the same time. Kierra slowly fell asleep on her mom, I placed the bowl on the coffee table. Taking Kierra from (Y/n) and let her sleep on me.
"She looks like you but is almost a perfect copy of me." (Y/n) chuckles, brushing Kierra's hair away from her face.
"Chibi of you. Kierra bumped her head on the cabinet earlier, she tripped when she was walking to me." I inform her and her eyes widened. "I remembered how you tripped while walking up to me, back then when I first found out you were pregnant with her."
"Don't remind me of that. That was so embarrassing, we were at the supermarket." I chuckle seeing her face turn red. "The only trait she got from you is hating crowds. She cries whenever there're too many people around."
"I'd be damned if she was a germaphobe." Kierra suddenly moved from my right to my left shoulder. I thought she woke up. "Wait, I'll just tuck her in bed."
Kierra's a light sleeper, if I had her in my arms the whole time she would cry once she wakes up. I also had to be extremely careful whenever I place her in bed. I placed her favorite stuff toy beside her and she hugged it.
I kissed her forehead before heading out. I heard (Y/n) vomiting in the bathroom, I rushed to her. I pat her on the back as she vomited.
We went back to the living room, she leaned on me. (Y/n) looked pale.
"Do you feel sick?"
"Kinda.. But I'm fine.. Kierra's sound asleep?" I nod and caress her arm, stroking my hand up and down.
"I really feel sorry for coach. I have to take care of you, and make sure you're fine. Don't always tire yourself." She looks at me with sleepy eyes, she brings her face closer and kisses my lips.
"Thank you for not being a germaphobe. If you were I don't know how to make you take care of Kierra, and our next.." I chuckle hearing that.
"I can and will handle it if it's for my family. I love you (Y/n). I'm not a germaphobe when it comes to you, but at least our relationship is spotless. I'm not the perfect man but I will try to be one for you and our family."
When it comes to love, you'd sacrifice anything. If you don't, then that's not exactly love. Maybe it's just adoration, infatuation.. But I'm happy it wasn't the case when it comes to you.
Loving you wasn't a mistake, it was the best decision I've ever made. Though it was hard to become less uneasy when it comes to germs and all that, but whenever it's you who's around, I felt so at peace.
Things may be dirty around us, but our love was clean. I love you and Kierra very dearly. I'll do anything and everything just to make you happy.
From the man who became your boyfriend,
fiancé, and your husband.
- Clean freak germaphobe, Sakusa Kiyoomi.
updates will be slow once school starts for me huhu but i hope you enjoyed this! idk how to end my chapters aaa sorry. i'll update tomorrow! bye sweethearts and good mornight!