𝑐𝑜𝑓𝑓𝑒𝑒 / 𝑠𝑎𝑘𝑢𝑎𝑡𝑠𝑢

𝐹𝐼𝐹𝑇𝑌-𝑆𝐸𝑉𝐸𝑁

"So you and Waka-waka-" "Wakatoshi," Sakusa sternly corrects, causing Atsumu to wave him away. "Whatever! So Waka-waka confessed and you rejected him. Then... why did he place his hand on top of yours? And why were you-" Atsumu stops talking, blushing immensely.

"What? Why was I what?" Sakusa presses.

Atsumu felt so possessive when it comes to Sakusa smiling. Why is that so?

"Nothing. Whatever," Atsumu replies, shaking his head. Sakusa, who is sitting next to Atsumu and cradling his cup of coffee, raises his brows. "Say it," he urges. "No. It's... stupid," Atsumu reassures, waving him away before looking away.

"If you say so," Sakusa says, shrugging before taking a sip from his coffee. They both remain quiet, with Atsumu staring out of his window and Sakusa peacefully drinking his coffee.

"So, are we okay now?" Sakusa asks, breaking the silence. Atsumu looks at him. "I don't know. Are we?" he retorts, raising his brows at Sakusa.

Sakusa sets his cup down on the coffee table settled in the middle of the living room. "I want us to be. In fact, I want us to be more than okay," he replies, looking at Atsumu.

Atsumu gulps. Sakusa is being very deep today.

Atsumu chuckles nervously. "Then we're okay."

"Do you still like me?" Sakusa suddenly asks. Atsumu's eyes widen. "Me what like who?" he asks. Sakusa gives a slight smile. "Do you still like me?" Sakusa repeats. Atsumu presses his lips into a thin line.

"I don't," he replies, shaking his head.

Sakusa draws back. That was unexpected.

"O-oh-" "I fucking love you, Sakusa Kiyoomi."

Sakusa can't help but stare at the blonde.

It's back.

Atsumu, with nothing that pains him, finally gives a genuine smile. His eyes sparkle with happiness, and his lips curl into the familiar, sweet smile Sakusa loves and knows so well.

Sakusa quickly goes to Atsumu's end of the sofa, and hugs the blonde, holding him tightly against his chest. "God, Atsumu," he mutters into Atsumu's shoulder. Atsumu buries his head in the dark-haired's chest.

"Too cheesy?" Atsumu jokes, and Sakusa lets out a laugh. "Did you really have to ruin the moment?" he asks, pulling back as he stares at Atsumu.

The light reflecting in Atsumu's hazel brown eyes. The bright smile.

Atsumu is beautiful.

"You really are special, Miya Atsumu," Sakusa whispers, planting a kiss onto Atsumu's forehead.

Atsumu closes his eyes and cherishes the warmth of Sakusa's body near his.

The two males are once again together; Atsumu will always be the Eunbi to Sakusa's Chaewon.

And the sugar to his coffee.

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A/n:
Yes I finished my math homework :D

The story will end soon.

And I'm debating whether to post my new story on AO3 or here...

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