the chaotic adventures of sakuatsu.

•Love is Gone•

-mention of angst
-Inspired by Love is gone by SLANDER ft. Dylan Matthew
-Sakusa isn't a germaphobe in this story, reminder.   -I recommend to play Love is gone when reading this

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On a winter night, Atsumu felt alone, empty. He felt as if Sakusa had been drifting away from him. Waking up with an empty feeling, empty space beside him, empty bedroom. The cold sensation makes him shiver from it. The way he didn't feel the connection, the spark between them. As if their love is gone. 

Waking up without someone waiting for him, eating without someone joining him, he's been feeling alone. Sakusa had been neglecting him for how long.

They couldn't spend time with each other. Sakusa on the other hand is having his time of his life. Working his ass off but at least he get to have fun into some random clubs, either drinking or just flirting with some random strangers.

You could say he was stressed at work, that's his reasons whenever Atsumu would be waiting for him at their living room, with dark eyebags, barely sleeping.

They've fought every now and then until Sakusa couldn't take the argument anymore as he once stormed off of their home, leaving the poor blonde, kneeling alone while eyes where spilling tears.

Now, they've been arguing again and this time, Sakusa was the one who says sorry first before he proposed a date for the two of them. Of course, Atsumu as the whipped boyfriend he is, agreed and couldn't help but to grin at the thought.

As he prepared his self, his phone lit up, and his ring tone went off. He looked at his phone as he saw the picture of his dear idiotic brother's face. He sighed as he picked up the phone and answered it.

"Heya 'Sumu!"

"Tsumu..."

"Hmm? Why so gloomy?"

"Ah nothing..."

"Then why did ya call me?"

"I-Is Sakusa with ya?"

He stopped for a bit as he took a deep breath, and only grinned

"Nahh. But we have a date today!"

He said cheerfully, wanting to rant about how awesome their date will be. Before he have the chance to rant, he was cut off.

"Oh...But I have something to tell ya. Something that you need to know"

He didn't know what's happening. He felt nervous all of a sudden, nerve wrecking and such. He unconsciously snaps at his twin.

"Shut yer trap! I don't care. I have a meeting with Omi and I'm hanging up!"

then soon came a loud beep, signifying he hang up. He let his consciousness within him as he realized what he did. He sat on his bed, gripping his phone as he massaged his temples. "I'm sorry, 'Samu"

He got up and checked himself up. He wore quite a formal outfit consisting of a black tux with white under shirt, black trousers with chains at the side, looking ethereal as ever with his hair pushed back, showing his forehead. He looked at the time, and shows 7:16.

"Shot! I'm late!" He grab his phone, wallet and car keys and rushed out of their shared house, as he made sure to lock the door. He went to his car as he drove towards the restaurant. He kept on grinning at the rear view mirror of his car, checking himself up. Upon arriving, he went out of the car after he parked it as he walked towards the restaurant. He went in and fancy vibes washed over him. A waiter walked up to him, guiding him to a secluded area for privacy, a dinner for two, besides the big window, showing off the beautiful night of Tokyo. He sat as he was given the menu but declined politely. "I'll be ordering later, I'm just going to wait for someone"