the day of the practice match came, and to everyone's surprise, sakusa couldn't get his hands off atsumu.
everytime sakusa wouldn't be touching the volleyball, he would be touching atsumu.
"babe, do you know what happened between those two?" komori asked from his seat on ginjima's lap.
"no idea," ginjima mumbled, pressing his face into komori's neck, the smaller erupting into a fit of giggles.
"h-hey s-stop!!" komori said in between his laughter.
osamu and suna stared at the pair from the corner as suna blew the smoke from his mouth into osamu's face.
"your so hot"
"thanks ;)"
"not suna doing a winky face during a verbal conversation," sakusa said, laughing as atsumu scrolled on his phone, clearly uninterested.
"he's fucking weird," he commented, earning a kiss on the cheek from sakusa.
all atsumu did was grunt in approval, much unlike his usual talkative demeanour.
everyone was silent for a moment, atsumu not realising that sakusa was creeping up towards him.
"pay attention to me atsuuuuuu," sakusa whined, snatching his phone from him and quickly stuffing it into his boxers.
another silence.
"you did not just-"
"i did"
"OMI-KUN WHY!"
"it's the price you must pay for not paying attention to your touch starved boyfriend." sakusa said, picking up atsumu in his arms and proceeding to walk up the stairs.
osamu's eyes widened.
"b-BOYFRIEND-"
the end
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