omg Karo I found u here!!!

Mas isso vai ficar guardado as 7 chaves, até porquê o nome já pegou e parece irritar o de cabelo ondulado. O que para o Loiro foi um bônus, por que o Omi-Omi fica uma gracinha com raiva.

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Fim!!

– Por quê não, Omi-Omi? Combina com você – disse Atsumu dando uma piscadinha.

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O Atsumu nunca vai admitir para ninguém que o Apelido do kiyoomi não foi intencional, foi completamente um acidente.

– Não me chama assim, Miya – Respondeu Sakusa, o próximo que ia bater seus levantamentos, fazendo uma careta enquanto ia em sua direção.

"Sakusa, Kiyoomi Sakusa, kiyoomi, kiyoOMI, OMI, OMI-OMI" o cérebro dele começou a trabalhar "minha salvação"

– Sua vez Omi- – Ele não termina de dizer o nome, Ōmimi, o seu antigo companheiro com quem ele estava jogando vôlei mais cedo.

"Que vergonha" pensou o loiro com as bochechas começando a ficar rosadas.

Atsumu voltou para Osaka e para um treino noturno com alguns companheiro do time.

Estando um pouco cansado e ainda pensando no dia que teve, ele chama o próximo companheiro que vai bater o seus levantamentos:

Kiyoomi could continue denying but he was already in love with the blonde who smelled like peaches.

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End.

But today he lent his deodorant to the blonde, the personal hygiene object that he never lends even to his brother.

Today he ran his hands through Atsumu's hair which was more soft than he though.

The flirting between Atsumu and Kiyoomi began. What they would denied latter, but right now they were ignoring everyone else. As if there were only the two of them in the world.

Kiyoomi could continue denying, finding flaws whenever he could in the blonde.

Atsumu turned his attention to the curly man. And you could hear everyone in the locker room sighing.

It started.

"I didn't like it. But it left my hair so soft that I gave it one more chance and tried the peach one and it worked" - Atsumu approach Kiyoomi - "What do ya think Omi-Omi? Ya staring. Do ya wanna touch? I will let ya touch if ya lend me your deodorant, I forgot mine again''

"And there were other fragrances, I tested the strawberry one first, the most popular, but it left my hair kind of pink. Like a pinkish blonde type of hair"

Kiyoomi could kill someone to see Atsumu with a pinkish blonde hair.

Kiyoomi wanted to touch to see if his hair was really as soft as it looked.

Atsumu feeling his gaze looked at him and Kiyoomi looked away.

Atsumu smiled and turned his gaze to the libero again.

"But why peaches? Isn't that usually the smell of women's shampoo?" - Inunaki asks

"Because it's a women's shampoo, there aren't many good shampoo options for bleached hair for men, and none of the ones I tried worked on my hair" - Atsumu ran his hand through his hair, it looked so soft

"Tsum-Tsum I love your shampoo, please never change it" - Bokuto speak loudly.

Kiyoomi agrees in his mind.

"Glad ya like it Bokkun, because this is the only shampoo that works on my hair" - The blonde says while drying his hair with a towel.

Damn Kiyoomi could fall in love with him... If it weren't for the fact that Atsumu always forget his deodorant and use his teammates instead. gross.

Another day with the smell of peaches in the locker room instead of sweat. Which makes everyone more happy.