Atsumu kneeling covered in blood, crying as he wraps his arms around Osamu who's despondent, staring blankly ahead of him. He's got splatters of blood. Gun held in his left hand. He's seated on the ground, legs splayed out. Both their games are fixed on the corpse laying in blood. The hand is the only visible part to the audience
Cw: blood, violence, implied mcd
Its time~
Please enjoy my half of the collab with @bastardapologist.bsky.social for the @miyacestbang.bsky.social
Link to her fic, please mind the content warnings
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