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Shoyo groans when he hears the sounds coming from beside him.
For weeks leading up to the day, he knew he wouldn't be able to stay at his own home. Bokuto was inviting Akaashi over which meant it would be a long, long, loooong night of events Shoyo didn't want to play witness to.
Atsumu being the good friend he is said Shoyo was more than welcome to stay at his place. Neither he nor Kiyoomi had plans and welcomed him to stay on the couch.
Though this was their first Valentine's together, neither planned on doing anything big, Atsumu was never a holiday guy and Kiyoomi hated Valentine's Day. It worked out perfectly.
Shoyo was doubtful at first. The two would deny it but they were very touchy, it took them years to get together so it was cute. At least initially. With this being the first time they spent the holiday together Shoyo thought of turning them down, he went through all the friends in the area but all had plans so he accepts.
Unfortunately, their 'no plans' lasts three hours. Atsumu gives Kiyoomi a handwritten love note and a volley-bear of the two holding hands. It was specially made and cute as hell, Shoyo would admit that much.
The touching gift leads Kiyoomi to cry, and crying turns into quick kisses, which ends with them making out on the couch beside Shoyo who was just trying to watch One Piece.
After a few minutes, and a shirt being chucked at his face, Shoyo figures he overstayed his welcome. It was only Eight at night so a hotel was still an option. Unfortunately, dinner hadn't arrived yet so filling his stomach came first.
Onigiri sounded perfect about now.
Shoyo tossed a goodbye over his shoulder, not that anyone was present enough to hear him.
When Shoyo arrives at Onigiri Miya it's packed. Osamu offered late hours for the Holiday and his Lover's Deal was no doubt going to be popular.
The odds of him getting anything to eat were looking to be slim but he'd be able to wait out the time until they closed.
Hotels and Motels in the area were booked, after countless calls on his way over, begging, and even with name-dropping he had no luck.
"Shoyo. Surprised to see you here. Ya comin' to bring food to the lovebirds." Osamu greets with a laugh.
Shoyo gives him an exasperated look and lifts his bag enough for the man to see.
"Unfortunately I don't think I'll be allowed back tonight." Osamu gives him a sympathetic look before being called over by a customer.
"Rin has a booth in the back. He's on his third drink but I'm sure he'd love some company." Shoyo thanks him, and heads over to the 'staff' table.
When Shoyo reaches the back area, he sees Suna sitting there in somewhat of a conscious mind. He was sipping on his drink, scrolling on his phone absentmindedly.
He realizes as close as they were, the two had never been alone before. They usually meet with their teams or the twins. It feels almost awkward when he takes a seat.
Suna's eyes lift at the intrusion and he grins when he sees who it was.
"Told you they wouldn't last the night." Shoyo pouts. That was true. When Atsumu offered up his couch, the three had been at this very table. Suna encouraged him not to accept, even told him to have a backup because in his words 'They're in the Honeymoon Phase. Of course, they're gonna fuck.' that Suna was about five drinks in. In Shoyo's experience that meant he wasn't all that reliable.
"I should've just booked a hotel. I thought Omi-san would have my back."
"They lasted longer than I thought they would. Samu owes me so much money." Suna pours another glass and holds the bottle out to Shoyo.
Any other time he wouldn't drink, he tried to stay away from alcohol during game time, but they had a week off. He could indulge himself for one night. Especially since he'd likely be spending it at a 24-Hour Mart.
"Well we know my night sucked but what about you Suna-san? How's your night."
"Good. Great, now that I have company. Samu's too busy for me." Shoyo smiles, it was always cute how soft the other got after a few drinks. He's seen him through it quite a few times at this point.
Osamu and Suna had been together since High School. It's been almost Six Years and they're still going strong.
It was a surprise to many finding out they were together, but spend an hour with the couple in a small comfortable setting and you'd see just how in love they were. They reminded Shoyo a lot of Bokuto and Akaashi, a Love Story for the ages.
"I'll try to be great company then." Osamu appears at the table, putting down a tray of food.
"I figured those monsters left you with nothing to eat so I made you something special." Shoyo's stomach growls at that very moment and he snatches up one of the heart-shaped Onigiri Balls. Osamu was a cooking master, it was no wonder his restaurant became popular so fast.
Shoyo let's out the most pleased moan as he bites into the food.
Delicious as always
Orange Onigiri. It was his favorite item on the menu. Osamu was a master but this was his best work. It was a simple Onigiri with Chicken but Shoyo was sure there wasn't a single person in the nation who prepared it better.
"I could kiss you right now." He states in Portuguese. "Amazing as always Osamu-san." Japanese.
Osamu basks at the compliment. Suna stares at him as he eats. A telling smirk on his face.
Shoyo slowly stops eating and looks between the couple who had yet to take their eyes off him.
"Sorry. Just wanted to make sure you had food in you." Suna tugs on Osamu's apron a few times and the other playfully rolls his eyes before sitting as requested. "Did you find someplace to stay?"
Shoyo shakes his head and takes another bite.
"I'll probably just stay at the Mart down the block. Apparently I'm the only single person in my friend group. At least for today." Even Kageyama had someone over. Which is great for him, he only hopes the relationship between him and Tsukishima wasn't for one night only.
"You could always stay with us." Suna offers just as Shoyo takes his final bite. The offer takes him aback, he begins coughing fit as the food goes down the wrong pipe. Osamu frantically hands him Suna's half-empty glass and he downs it as fast as he can.
When he finally stops choking he looks at the two who appear to be waiting for his response. It wasn't a joke at all.
"No offense Suna-san, while I appreciate the offer, I feel like I'd run into the same problem." While Osamu seemed a bit shy at the implication, Suna's smile grew.
"Don't worry, he fucked me out enough this morning. We figured he wouldn't have the time tonight." Shoyo is glad he wasn't eating because that statement was enough to get him choking again.
Now he isn't a prude. Far from it, in fact, but Suna was one of the most put-together and private people he'd encountered. Even more so than Tsukishima and Tsuki haaated having his life on display.
Tipsy Suna always took him by surprise. How he managed to be even more blunt was a mystery.
"Rin-"
"I'm being honest." Suna grabs an Onigiri and fawns over the cute shape. Osamu's frustrated look falls into one of fondness. It takes everything in Hinata not to aww at the couple.
"It'll be fine. You can stay over. I have a little more restraint than my brother." Osamu assures. His tone tells Hinata it wasn't a request but a demand. And so he gratefully accepts figuring he could slip away before either noticed.
"Thanks, Osamu-San. Suna-san, I appreciate it."
"Anything for my favorite Jackal." He says with a smile.
When Osamu gets up Suna whines tugging on his apron "You're insufferable." Still, he bends down and gives Suna a soft kiss on the lips, then another on his forehead.
"Those jeans make his ass look amazing." Suna voices as Osamu goes back to work.
Shoyo isn't sure if he meant to say it as loud as he did, or at all for that matter, but he does and Shoyo couldn't help but follow his eyes. He agrees impliedly.
Though Osamu had a great everything. It was impossible not to notice.
Hell, coming into the restaurant and being exposed to Osamu in that tight black top was a pleasure in itself. Shoyo swore it got tighter every time he saw him.
A line of thought he should not follow sober.
"Maybe I'll suck him off before we leave." Shoyo was now sure that was an inside thought that slipped away, but it wasn't the case. Suna was staring right at him. Watching him watch his Boyfriend's retreating ass.
"Sorry."
"Ya don't have to apologize. He's hot, I know it, he knows it, you know it." He downs another glass. It's true. Shoyo knows it but feels the need to deny such anyways. "Don't lie. You've fucked Atsumu. They're identical." Also true.
"So does that mean you think Atsumu is hot?" Shoyo teases in an attempt to take the heat off him.
Suna gags. Looking offended at the question.
"Fuck no. He has the personality of a trash bag. I love him but there is no way in hell I'd go down that road. Plus Samu has all the sexy genes." Suna glances behind him again, Osamu is bent down slightly speaking with a couple a few tables over.
"I feel like I'm the wrong person to speak on this."
"I disagree. I know you'd fuck 'em both."
"No." Yes.
"Naughty, naughty boy. Are you lying to your elder?" Yes.
Instead, Shoyo takes another drink in response.
Thankfully the two manage to have somewhat of a cohesive conversation, Suna asking more about his adventures in Brazil, and Hinata curious about how life was as a Uni Student.
Shoyo makes the mistake of mentioning Oikawa and their 'adventures' when he was out of the country. Maybe he'd blame the drinks. It made him talky.
"You're a bit of a whore aren't cha?" Shoyo notices that along with the lack of filter, his accent also gets stronger when Suna's had a few. "I'm not judging, it's just a bit of a surprise considering how much of a shrimp you were back then."
"I'm not sure what you mean." Suna scoffs in disbelief.
"Sure you do. Tobio, Atsumu, that Gamer friend of yours. All that's obvious but having Ushijima-kun too. That's when I knew. You either have amazing game or a great dick." Suna seemed to give it a lot of thought. "Wouldn't have expected either of you. How often do you fuck your teammates?"
Osamu thank heavens appears and looks between the two, clearly having heard the question.
"I'm sorry about him-"
"Don't even try to play innocent Sumu, " he turns his attention to Hinata again. "When Atsumu told us about you two Samu looked jealous. And trust me it wasn't of you." Osamu snatches the bottle out of Suna's hands but one pout and a single pleading look later it's returned.
"I wouldn't say that often." Anymore. "It just happens." Though Ushijima was a surprise for him as well. They were cordial but he swore for a long time that Ushijima disliked him at the very least. So when he walked up to him after a practice game and propositioned him in front of his entire team he wasn't dumb enough to say no.
"What a shame." Suna says then turns to his boyfriend. "I have to pee Samu walk me."
Shoyo doesn't say anything when Suna comes back from the bathroom. Instead of returning to his seat, he slips into the space next to him.
Affectionate. Osamu had warned him he'd be a little more affectionate. It's not that he minds. While they aren't close he considers him a friend, and Friends lay on each other. That's a normal thing friends do.
Since he arrived back in Japan the two had spent a lot of time together. For the few months he and Atsumu were hooking up, he found himself sitting at this table with Suna while the twins argued in the background. Initially, they sat awkwardly across from each other only speaking when a Miya pushed but they quickly found they both got a sense of satisfaction hearing them go at it, and would offer up commentary while cuddled up in their seats.
Shoyo's breath catches when Suna's hand lay pliant on his upper thigh. He sighs into his neck.
Suna lets his hand slowly moving up and down his thigh.
"Suna-san what're you-"
"You have amazing thighs. It's distracting." He whispers against his ear. Shoyo counts volleyballs in his head, praying he doesn't pop a boner in the middle of a restaurant.
Where is Osamu when you need him?
"Sun-"
"Rintarou. You call everyone else by their name except me. How d'ya think that makes me feel?" Shoyo finally gets why Osamu does everything Suna, no Rintarou says. It's hard to say no to that face.
"Rintarou-san. Please- don't you think Osamu-san will be upset? Maybe you should go back to your seat."
Suna laughs, and nods his chin to the direction of the Main counter.
"Does he look upset?" Shoyo's eyes meet Osamu's.
No. No he doesn't look upset. The guest in front of him was being paid no attention, the owner's eyes instead laser-focused on his boyfriend. And by extension Hinata.
"Maybe you should suck him off before we leave," Suna whispers into his ear, his hand gripping tight at his thigh.
Shoyo would never claim to be a stronger man than he is, his dick twitches at the idea.
Fucked. He was so fucked.
"Rintarou." Shoyo focuses on the Middle Blocker, grabbing his hand from making any further movements. "I thought Osamu-san said to behave." Shoyo tried to remain stern.
When Shoyo looks back, Osamu is still looking over at them, and even from a distance, he could see him lick his lips.
Shoyo closes his eyes trying to gain his composure.
Suna was right when he mentioned the attractiveness of one Miya Osamu. It was almost unfair that one man could look so good just existing.
Even in High School Shoyo found himself drawn to the older. While Atsumu and Kageyama engaged in pissing contests about who was better when and at what, Osamu and Hinata practiced together. He learned quite a bit from hanging with him.
It didn't stop at graduation either. Osamu would occasionally message him while he was in Brazil. They could spend hours talking.
Maybe he was a bit of a whore. Even back then the thought of being taken by a guy or two flooded his brain
Shoyo is too caught up in his own thoughts to feel Suna begin to kiss down his neck, it isn't til he bites down, drawing a moan from his partner that he regains his focus.
Drunk Suna would be the death of him.
Osamu is still looking, he lay calmly against the wall behind him, arms crossed. There is no effort to come over and stop his boyfriend, he doesn't seem mad in the slightest about what's going on. But everyone has their limit, and he was not willing to test Osamu's. Not even he was that brave.
"Rin-" he turns to stop him once more but Suna catches him in a kiss.
Shoyo's hand rests at the side of his face as he leans into the kiss. Death may come for him but it was worth it. Suna's freed hand makes its way from his neck down to the front his jeans, where he's sporting a hard on obvious for anyone who looked.
"Samu's probably hard watching this." Suna breaks from him long enough to speak,
"Yeah? That's why you doin' it?" Suna shakes his head.
"Like I said, people talk. I want you to satisfy our curiosity." Shoyo looks up at the mention of 'our' Osamu is gone from his spot, which would be a lot more concerning if there wasn't a hand on his dick at that same moment. "Plus, you're a good guy, who better to share a Samu with."
Suna's large frame becomes more apparent the more he leans over Shoyo. They were barely vertical.
"You wa'na head to the back with me?" The absolutely is at the tip of his tongue but they were both a few drinks in, and there was one more person that needed to be part of the conversation.
"Please don't make me answer that while your hand is on my dick," Shoyo says pleadingly.
Suna laughs but removes his hand, still making no effort to sit properly.
"So is that a yes?" It's a yes in every language he could say it in. No question, no hesitation. "If Samu is a problem you don't have to worry, he wants this as much as I do."
"I don't see that being true." Suna studies him for a moment, a chuckle escapes him.
"You truly are that oblivious. Honestly, I thought Kiyoomi was joking. Y'know Samu had a thing for you in High School right?" No. He most definitely did not.
"What!?"
"You just keep making my night." Suna squeezes his face with one hand, and drags him forward enough to kiss him. "Ask him yourself. Here he comes."
There wasn't time to think about any of that. So much was going on. Between the drinks, Suna being so forward, and now this revelation. It was like a cluster fuck of thoughts going through his head.
"Thought we agreed to behave Rin?" There's an edge to his voice that captures the two. Both sit straighter immediately. "What happened." Osamu leans his weight on the table, his eyes not leaving his boyfriend.
"What? We were just hanging out."
"Rintarou." There's that tone again. Osamu's presence alone commands a room, but with those eyes, and that tone - Shoyo was ready to give up his life savings for this man.
"Osamu," Suna says teasingly. The two have a stare down, Suna sitting the wait of his head on his handsome he could properly look up at Osamu.
It's like they were speaking in code. Shoyo's just happy he isn't involved.
"Shoyo. Did you enjoy everything?" Crap Osamu still hasn't broken eye contact with Suna and the question itself seemed like a trap.
"Delicious as always Osamu-san. Actually, I have to go to the bathroom." Shoyo moves to leave the booth, but Osamu's eyes shoot over, freezing him on the spot.
"Stay. We'll talk when we close." Great call on his part, Shoyo was 3 seconds away from bolting.
"Yeah. Talk about how you had a huge crush on him when we were teens." The comment gets Osamu to break, he goes red in the face. "Atsumu actually got his permission before getting with you y'know. It was that bad."
"Fuck you." It's said with no malice. Embarrassment maybe.
Again, with no denial. Shoyo feels like he truly missed the signs. He was great at reading people and the fact that he missed such a thing was disappointing.
"Don't be shy. We're all adults."
Osamu finally breaks and looks over at Shoyo then down at the table.
"It was when we were at the camp. I thought you'd be an annoying brat, but when I was exploring my cooking you were always so nice and supportive. It meant a lot at the time. Hell, it still does."
Shoyo remembers those moments clear as day. Osamu was eager to be in the kitchen during their down time at training camp during his 3rd Year. Shoyo found him one day, with a few other members of his team and was more than willing to taste test for him.
That's how their friendship started. When they weren't playing games, Shoyo (and Kenma) would find himself in the kitchen watching Osamu work. Of course Shoyo came prepared with a million and one questions.
"It's not like I have the exact same feelings, but I think about it a lot. You, I mean. Rin says it ain't a big deal."
"It isn't." Suna insists. "We're all hot. What's wrong with a ménage à trois between friends."
Shoyo didn't know much French but he knew
what that meant.
"Ignore him." A comment that Shoyo found very hard to comply with considering where Suna's hands were.
"Shoyo? Do you disagree? Are you uninterested?" It wasn't a question Suna needed the answer to. It was clearly meant to satisfy Osamu's concerns.
"I'm not not interested." He looks over at the couple. "I'd be lying if I said the thought hadn't crossed my mind." Suna smiles.
"See. Looks like we've got quite the night planned. Finish up babe. Sho here will reward you before we go for the night." And in a blink and you miss it moment, Osamu is wearing the same look as his boyfriend.
"I'm definitely looking forward to that." The look he sends pierces Shoyo's soul.
So am I. He thinks. So am I