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rip miya you would’ve love blasting apple cider by beabadoobee while daydreaming scenarios of you and omi
*Suna sneezes*
Osamu: Rin, are you sick? Here, let me wrap you in a blanket and hand-feed you some warm soup while singing you a lullaby!
*Atsumu sneezes*
Osamu: Oh my god. Shut the hell up.
Alternatively
*Atsumu sneezes*
Sakusa: Atsu, are you sick? Here, let me wrap you in a blanket and hand-feed you some warm soup while singing you a lullaby!
*Motoya sneezes*
Sakusa: Oh my god. Shut the hell up.
Osamu: Sorry about him.
Kiyoomi: YOU HEARD?!
Osamu: No, I just assume whenever ‘Sumu opens his mouth something horrible comes out.