Overflowing Rain

▍𝙍𝙖𝙞𝙣

▍ᵖᵉⁿⁿᵉᵈ ᵇʸ asvoria

▍note : lowercase intended and oneshot story length.

all scenes below are non-canonical events and are a subproduct of the mun's imaginations.

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the sound of the pitter-patter against the glass resembles the sizzling sound of a meat in a heated pan, globule droplets of rain trickling down the thick glass panes on his window, the luminescence of the moon are enshrouded within the broad cumulonimbus clouds composited with clamorous thunder strikes. his melancholic eyes behold the city engulfed in the harsh acid rain as he took a sip of warm coffee on his hands leaving a stain mark on the lip of the mug. as he gulped down the coffee, the lingering bitter taste remained on his tongue as the liquid continues to warm his frigid viscera. it was warm, but how come that it's not enough to melt the chillness of his heart? no matter how low he set the temperature inside his condo why is it that he always feel so cold? some might have thought that the sound of the rain is an effective way of relaxing your distressed mind but for him, rain is the substantial factor of all of his stress.

𝙞𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙧𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙙𝙖𝙮 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙨𝙩 𝙢𝙚𝙩 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙚.

the continuous rumbling of the rain brought the painful memories back to his mind. he felt a sudden twinge of pain hammered his head making him dizzy all of a sudden, creases lines are now visible on his forehead, eyebrows furrowed, puckered lips, and eyes squinting from the heartache—it's already been three years but the wound is still fresh. tobio placed the mug carefully aside and rested his head on the dining table shutting off his eyes and letting himself to delve more deeper in his thoughts.

"𝙩𝙤𝙗𝙞𝙤-𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣! 𝙡𝙚𝙩'𝙨 𝙥𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙘𝙚 𝙩𝙤𝙜𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧!"

it was this voice. it's been awhile since he last saw his face. those familiar dark brown hair that is swept outwards and captivating eyes with the corresponding color, his thin pair of cherry lips that he always fantasize and a sharp rugged jaw line complimenting his overall outlook—all of it were vivid. kageyama is convinced that he already tried various ways to move on forward just to discard his pernicious past behind him. however, the lingering feelings remained deep within his cove.

"𝙩𝙤𝙗𝙞𝙤-𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣, 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙠𝙚?" the offensive attacks of oikawa's breaths induced the rising of his temperature, fast oscillation of his heartbeat, and flustered cheeks sheeted with a rosy color. his breath smelled like a field of sweet strawberries ready to be harvested, it was the kind of fragrance that he wanted to savour everyday like a portion of addicting tobacco or his expensive fermented wine. just a single dose of it is enough to make him high—having a similar effect with cocaine. he can already feel his manhood having erections inside his underwear just reminiscing those heated moments with oikawa.

he wasn't able to resist his tongue gliding over his lower lip in excitement as he tried to recollect those moments with him. "𝙞 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚" grunting to himself like a carnivorous predator waiting for his prey within the hunting grounds. kageyama hurriedly unbuckles his jeans pulling his underwear down to let his dick out in the open as he remembered tooru's touch everytime they are paired in stretching exercise.

the firm grip of those monstrous virile hands pressing hard on his shoulder as they pinned them down–he envisioned them enclosing around his hard dick bobbing it up and down, tobio strokes his penis gently at first synchronizing his actions with his thoughts.

"𝙩𝙤𝙗𝙞𝙤-𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣, 𝙞 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙥𝙪𝙨𝙝 𝙞𝙩 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙙𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙞𝙩?" from what seemed to be an impeccable warming exercise for the game became a malicious exposition due to his sexual motives to his senpai, he winced upon remembering his flustered face on that time but he tried to shake them off of his mind and continues to satiate his unquenchable thirst by recapturing oikawa's low toned voice whispering to his ears, it must be pleasurable if tooru suck his dick teasing it with the warm temperature brought by his mouth.

tobio was reminded of the robust body of oikawa flattened on his back to exert more effort on pushing his body down. he can feel the tightened muscles inside bearing down on his back even though he was wearing a thick jersey uniform. for him, it appeared like a thin layer of silk as he felt those roughened edges pierced through his body"𝙝𝙣𝙣𝙜𝙜𝙜𝙜𝙝𝙝𝙝, 𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙝𝙝𝙝~" his groans and pants resounded in the four corners of the room as he quickened the pace of his flapping underneath the table, he stopped for a moment to scoot the chair backwards leaving the table a space away and leaned his body on the rails, "𝙩𝙤𝙗𝙞𝙤-𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣.."

that time when oikawa accidentally touch the shell of his earlobes with his soft luscious lips made his strokes more intense, he was already arching his back in pleasure and toes curling as his body envelopes in ecstasy "𝙨-𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙥𝙖𝙞.... 𝙨-𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙩.. 𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙝𝙝𝙝~" his muscles are already twitching, the messy nightsky hair of his drips the sweats collected on his head due to the extensive jacking off.

a few minutes later, his body pulsated as the orgasm started kicking inside his system. tobio squeezed his crotch and a tenacious liquid gushes out from the tip of his dick streaming down onto his testicles, he strokes it gently and the last drop of creamie texture came out. his hands are now filled with gooey substance tracing up the hirsute skirts of his palms, he tried to stand up in purpose of cleaning the mess he made but his knees collapsed on the ground...

"𝙬𝙝𝙮 𝙖𝙢 𝙞 𝙨𝙤 𝙡𝙖𝙢𝙚?"

he fell silent for a moment... his eyes started heating up as tears overflowed down his pallid cheeks. tobio aggressively grabbed the hem of his shirt to rubbed away the milky substance off of his palms like it was something disgusting while shouting those painful bellyaches—he failed to buried his feelings more deeper to his soul, years of reconstructing himself from the pain with different avocations went down to drain when he let a bit of oikawa's recollection stirred his emotions.

𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗿𝗼𝗹.

the loud rambling of rain interred his festering sobs from being heard, a massive urge to drench himself in the middle of the rain to wash away the sorrows rearing up to his chest and to conceal the tears racing down to his pale complexion is surmising. he managed to gather up some strength and find his way to the bathroom shower. tobio switched the valve on letting the hot droplets of water drench his naked body as the steam moistens the thick transparent sliding door.

cinctures loaded with such rage throwing daggers on the tiled walls—he was thinking of it as a target, a plangent bashes strikes the hard wall, crimson blood trickling down his knuckles as it traces the shallow lines of the tiles due to the repeated striking, his auditory senses can already harken the sound of his bone cracking bits by bits but he can only feel the numbness. he accidentally descried his pathetic complexion on his peripheral view as the glass reflected his disreputable physiognomy now softening his hard knuckles from the fist and slowly crouches on the sodden floor spending the whole day crying.

the stung of pain is intolerable for the lad the next day, his eyes are garnished with heavy dark circles around them. kageyama helped himself to stand wrapping a towel to cover his lower extremities and move towards the door. bundles of white bills and unpaid debts are scattered underneneath the small gap of the door and an unusual aqua color of pigmented

invitation stands out.

𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘂𝗻𝗶𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗮𝗰𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗮𝘀 𝗼𝗻𝗲.

it sounds like a wedding invitation. this groundbreaking news added more stress and anxieties, it was unbearable to look at the letter. it triggered his temperamental issues causing him to almost tear the letter into pieces but blame his masochistic side for letting himself endure the pain. he throws the invitation away in a nearby bin altogether with his discarded feelings. days had passed by so quickly and he was already on the sixth sachet of cocaine, tobio sighed heavily rolling another sheet of paper with the addicting contents inside and snuffs it like a 𝗳𝗮𝗺𝗶𝘀𝗵𝗲𝗱 𝗱𝗼𝗴. his life already went 𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗮𝘆𝗲𝗱... a 𝗹𝗼𝘀𝘁 𝗰𝗮𝘂𝘀𝗲 of a child... it would be difficult for anyone to redeem his sanity back in function. empty bottles squandered all over the house, and uncleaned clothes hanging to every furnitures. his prussian orbs slowly turned into a vermilion color as it circumfuse the sclera around his eyes.

he's already high but the pain is already crushing down his sanity. the laddie hastened to find another sheet of paper but he already consumed everything except for the invitation on the bin, he was crawling in the floor desperately reaching for the paper inside the bin. when it was already of reach he teared out the glued part and poured its contents.

𝗮 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗰𝗸 𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗱 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗮 𝗹𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿.

he started rolling the paper when he spotted his name... it was dedicated for him..

"𝙙𝙚𝙖𝙧 𝙩𝙤𝙗𝙞𝙤-𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣,

𝙞𝙩'𝙨 𝙢𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙥𝙖𝙞 𝙤𝙞𝙠𝙖𝙬𝙖 𝙩𝙤𝙤𝙧𝙪. 𝙞𝙩'𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙖𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙚 𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙬𝙚 𝙡𝙖𝙨𝙩 𝙨𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧, 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙢𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙗𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙖𝙨𝙩 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙢𝙮 𝙩𝙧𝙪𝙚 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨. 𝙞 𝙖𝙙𝙢𝙞𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙚𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙤𝙡𝙚 𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙨 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙢𝙮 𝙘𝙤𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙞𝙘𝙚 𝙩𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙢𝙮 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙖𝙜𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙞 𝙡𝙚𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙤𝙥𝙥𝙤𝙧𝙩𝙪𝙣𝙞𝙩𝙮 𝙨𝙡𝙞𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙙 𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙮. 𝙞 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙖𝙨𝙩 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙮 𝙬𝙚𝙙𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜.

𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙩 𝙢𝙚 𝙖𝙩 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙜𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙚𝙣 𝙘𝙤𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙚 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙥 𝙖𝙩 𝙚𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙖𝙢 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙢𝙖𝙮 22, 2020. 𝙞 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙬𝙖𝙞𝙩 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚.

𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙡𝙮,

𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡𝙮 𝙨𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧"

it was already may 23, 2020 the day of their wedding. he hurriedly grabbed any clothing and runs outside with one destination in mind.

𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗖𝗛𝗨𝗥𝗖𝗛.

he wasted all of those days moping around the house and that shortened his stamina endurance, he was already panting, grabbing his chest in frustration as he shout "𝙙𝙪𝙢𝙗𝙖𝙨𝙨!" to himself almost sounds like a lecture to his pathetic self as the citizens around him shot a fistful of confusing looks. he arrived a little late, his body leaning forward with his hands on his knees as he gasps for air. the creaking of the door opening resounded all over the dome, the bell clanging on the hard metal and the clapping of hands to the joyous celebration.

the priest commanded"𝙢𝙖𝙮 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙠𝙞𝙨𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙜𝙧𝙤𝙤𝙢"

an invisible arrow was shot to his eyes as he see both of them shared a kiss. it should be him. he should be the one at the altar with him.

𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙨𝙚𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙙 𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚 𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙙 𝙙𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙢𝙚𝙙.. 𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙖𝙞𝙣 𝙬𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙗𝙚 𝙚𝙣𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝 𝙩𝙤 𝙬𝙖𝙨𝙝 𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙜𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙬𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙪𝙥 𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙞𝙙𝙚 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩.