“Omiii..” Atsumu whined, his arms still reaching for his mate.
“Alright, my whiny prince.” Kiyoomi carefully stepped into Atsumu’s nest, making sure nothing happened to the bundle.
Atsumu tugged his mate down, clinging to his chest and wrapping his legs around Kiyoomi’s waist.
“Atsu, it’s dangerous if you cling to me like this—“ Kiyoomi tried to argue, but Atsumu cut his voice off.
“I don’t care! I wanna be with you, Omiiii!” Atsumu whined, rubbing his head against Kiyoomi’s chest, his honey lemon scent slowly wafting around the room
“At least use yer suppressors first, honey.” Kiyoomi gently scolded, his voice catching Atsumu’s Kansai dialect.
“Yer startin’ to copy my accent, Omi.”
“I know, Atsu.” Kiyoomi gently pushed the small box of suppressants against Atsumu’s arm.
“Alright, Omiii…” Atsumu sat up, opening the small box, taking one of the bottles and opening it, popping a suppressant onto his mouth.
“Happy now, Omi?” Atsumu mumbled, snuggling under Kiyoomi’s arm.
“Absolutely. I love you, baby.” Kiyoomi nuzzled his nose into his mate’s hair, sighing softly as he took in his lover’s scent, which had toned down just about immediately after the suppressant was taken.
“And I’m obsessed with you, in the best way there is.” Atsumu murmured softly, pulling his head away to look up at his man.
Kiyoomi’s dark eyes gazed down at Atsumu’s bright yet dark, brown eyes, and found himself smiling just a little.
“Yer so beautiful, Omi…” Atsumu brushed one of Kiyoomi’s dark curls behind his ear.
“Now where did that come from, baby?” Kiyoomi pressed a soft kiss on Atsumu’s forehead.
“My thoughts, obviously.” Atsumu giggled with a slight laugh.
“Well, I still need to take my own hormone suppressants, so I’ll be right back, okay baby?” Kiyoomi looked down into his mate’s eyes.
“Awhh, alright…” Atsumu sat up, letting go of Kiyoomi.
Kiyoomi kissed Atsumu’s cheek before slowly getting up, carefully stepping over Atsumu’s nest and left the room.
Kiyoomi left the door slightly open as he stepped out of Atsumu’s nesting room and walked back to his bag, taking out his hormone suppressors and popped one into his mouth.
After he did so, he hung his bag onto the rack he’d personally installed and put his shoes, which were frantically kicked off earlier onto the shoe rack neatly.
Kiyoomi glanced at the door, already knowing his lover was starting to pout and get whiny by now from waiting, despite it not even being past two minutes.
Atsumu tossed and turned a little in his nest, waiting for his mate to return.
Atsumu’s gaze immediately darted to the door as it slightly creaked a bit more open, Kiyoomi entered the nesting room with a tray, which he had Atsumu’s favorites/usual cravings already on it.
“Whaa, OMIIIII! Seriously, babyyyy!” Atsumu sat up, his mouth hanging open.
“Well, can’t let my prince go hungry during his heat, can I?” Kiyoomi carefully stepped into his previous spot on Atsumu’s nest, putting the tray onto his lap.
“Omiiii, yer too nice to me!!” Atsumu leaned over, cupping Kiyoomi’s head as he pepper kissed his face all over.
“Eat first, Atsu..” Kiyoomi chuckled, his voice soft and low. This kind of thing doesn’t happen frequently with Kiyoomi, so Atsumu always cherishes Kiyoomi's laughs and noises of amusement.
“Well of course I will! I love you, Omiii!” Atsumu took the chopsticks that were also in the tray, making sure to do a quick thanks before he dug into the food.
“Did ya make the fatty tuna yerself, Omi?” Atsumu’s expression brightened as he ate one of many fatty tuna’s on a plate.
“Mhm. Had a few cooking lessons before with yer brother, since I wanted to make specifically what you liked personally for whenever yer on your heat..” Kiyoomi smiled a little, feeling quite a bit embarrassed
“Whaaaat!!! Ya asked ‘Samu to give ya cooking lessons to cook!! For me??!” Atsumu gushed and squealed like a child at the revelation.
“Well, what mate would I be if I didn’t?”
“You didn’t need to, Omi!” Atsumu showered Kiyoomi with kisses, his eyes crinkled every time he giggled and smiled, making Kiyoomi’s heartbeat race every moment or so.
“Baby, calm down. Yer starting to show yer tail again.” Kiyoomi chided at his lover, petting Atsumu’s wagging tail in an attempt to tuck it away.
“Hey- Omiiiii!” Atsumu’s tail wagged fast before tucking it away, his face red.
“Ah, sorry. I forgot about how sensitive it is.” Kiyoomi gently ruffled his lover’s hair, pressing a kiss on his forehead.
“You should finish eating, honey.” Kiyoomi mumbled, nuzzling his nose into the crook of Atsumu’s neck, breathing in his soft honey lemon scent again.
“I will, Omi. First let go of me, though.” Atsumu tugged Kiyoomi’s sleeve.
“Mmh…just a little longer..” Kiyoomi nuzzled his head, pressing a kiss on Atsumu’s collarbone before he let go.
“Here, Omi! Say ahh…” Atsumu had a fatty tuna in his chopsticks, holding it out carefully for Kiyoomi.
“Baby, the fatty tuna is for you to eat, not me.”
“Nope! What’s mine is also yers. Now eat!”
Atsumu pouted, trying to feed Kiyoomi a fatty tuna.
“Fine, fine..” Kiyoomi opened his mouth slightly, biting on the fatty tuna.
“Hm…I’ll need to add more flavor to this next time.”
“Come on, just enjoy yer own food like a normal human being, Omi!” Atsumu huffed, eating the rest of the bitten fatty tuna.
“Well yer criticizing yourself.”
Atsumu pouted again, turning away from Kiyoomi.
“Baby..” Kiyoomi sighed, carefully setting the tray in the floor before spooning his mate’s sulking body.
“Please don’t be like this, especially when you’re in heat too..” Kiyoomi pressed a kiss on the nape of Atsumu’s neck, where his bond mark was.
“Hmph!” Atsumu puffed his cheeks out, curling into a ball.
“Atsu…” Kiyoomi buried his head away into Atsumu’s neck.
“Are you mad at me…?” He murmured. Atsumu knew that he couldn’t hold out his anger when Kiyoomi acted so cute like this.
“Well—” Atsumu tried to think of something, but he couldn’t. His usually more stoic and calm mate had became adorably cute and clingy.
“…Not anymore.” Atsumu mumbled, gently patting his mate’s head, which was still buried down the nape of his neck.
“Your hand feels nice..” Kiyoomi pressed his face into Atsumu’s neck.
“Alright, ya clingy alpha…lemme go, alright?” Atsumu gently took one of Kiyoomi’s hands, intertwining it with his.
“..fine.” Kiyoomi finally let go of Atsumu, his calloused fingers slowly sliding around Atsumu’s waist before sitting up.
“Stop being such a harsh critic on yerself, Omi.” Atsumu pouted, sitting up and reached over his nest towards the tray, eating another fatty tuna.
Kiyoomi darted his eyes to the wall. It was obvious to himself that if he kept his gaze on Atsumu while in that posture any longer he’d get ideas.
Once Kiyoomi thought it was okay, he gazed back and thank THE DAMN GODS Atsumu had sat back upright.
“You eat some food too, Omi! I know you definitely didn’t eat much today either!” Atsumu held a fatty tuna between his chopsticks, poking it at Kiyoomi’s lips.
“Sure.” Kiyoomi leaned over, carefully taking the tray back into his lap so they could eat together in Atsumu’s nest.
“I love you, Omi..” Atsumu kissed Kiyoomi for a brief moment on the lips, quickly pulling away.
“I love you more, Atsu.” Kiyoomi returned the kiss.
“Okay, now we should really finish eating! Still starving, heh.” Atsumu started to eat the rest of the fatty tunas, occasionally giving Kiyoomi one or two fatty tunas to eat.
“Here, I also brought you black lemon tea.” Kiyoomi held up Atsumu’s bottle for him.
“Ooo, thank you!” Atsumu kissed Kiyoomi’s cheek before taking sips from his bottle.
“Yum, just how I like it, Omi!” Atsumu giggled, nuzzling his head on Kiyoomi’s shoulder.
“Of course, honey.” Kiyoomi’s arm wrapped around Atsumu’s waist as he rested his head on top of Atsumu’s.
“I love you..” Atsumu says, holding Kiyoomi’s hand.
"Love you more." Kiyoomi smiled a little, kissing Atsumu's knuckles.
"Yer too nice, too beautiful, to have end up with someone like me Omi..." Atsumu softly whispered before he buried his face into Kiyoomi's neck, drifting off to sleep.
"Don't be like that, Atsu. Yer the only one I'd be nice to." Kiyoomi kissed Atsumu's neck as he soon fell asleep with his mate in Atsumu's nest.
