Time seems to pass too quickly.
Usually the walk home would be long, but when Atsumu walks with Sakusa, time suddenly speeds up, and a 10 minute walk home seemingly winds down into a 3 minute walk.
The pair stand in front of Atsumu's house, staring at the lit house. "8.50," Sakusa reads from his wrist watch. "I don't want to go yet," Atsumu says.
"Your mom said be home by 9," Sakusa reminds. Atsumu turns to the taller male. "We have 10 minutes," he says.
The pair look at each other, their eyes roaming all over each other. "You should get some sleep, Omi-kun. You have bags under your eyes," Atsumu comments. "Yeah," Sakusa says, nodding.
They stand there, just staring at one another.
"I really appreciate you. Like... you in general," Atsumu babbles. "I do too. Thanks for being stupid," Sakusa says, smiling down at Atsumu.
"Can I get a hug again before I go back?" Atsumu asks hopefully. Sakusa rolls his eyes. "That was a one-time thing, you know. Don't start getting used to hugging me or something," he says, before pulling Atsumu against him.
"I'm already used to it," Atsumu speaks against Sakusa's chest, smiling up at him. Atsumu wraps his arms around Sakusa's waist and breathes in Sakusa's scent. Softner, as exepcted. And a whiff of his minty cologne.
"I think we should stop hugging," Sakusa says.
"Must we?" Atsumu asks, his voice muffled against Sakusa's chest. "By the way, nice chest, Omi-kun."
"It's 8.55," Sakusa says, pulling away.
Sakusa holds Atsumu at one arm's length, both of his hands on Atsumu's shoulders.
"I should go," Atsumu says sadly.
"Yes. You should."
"Text me later?"
"Heck, even call me," Sakusa imitates.
"Sure!"
"What? No-" "Nope! I'm going to call you whether you like it or not!" Atsumu says, dancing away from Sakusa's grip.
Sakusa shakes his head. "Don't you dare, Miya Atsumu," he sternly says.
"I really enjoyed today, Omi Omi. Thanks for bringing me to the beach; the slow dance, everything. Sleep tight and I love you!" Atsumu choruses, raising his arms onto his head in the shape of a heart as he walks backwards towards the house.
Sakusa smiles, shaking his head.
"I love you too," he mutters.
♡'･ᴗ･'♡
A/n:
Merry Christmas!!
Sakusa, if you're going to say I love you, you flipping SHOUT it, not MUTTER it
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𝑐𝑜𝑓𝑓𝑒𝑒 / 𝑠𝑎𝑘𝑢𝑎𝑡𝑠𝑢
Fanfiction"I'll be the Spongebob to your Squidward, Omi!" A cup of coffee was all Sakusa Kiyoomi wanted. He got his coffee, but what he didn't expect to get was feelings for a blonde barista by the name of Atsumu Miya. My first fan fiction because my mom sa...
