𝒴💍𝓊 𝓈𝒶𝓋𝑒𝒹 𝓂𝓎 𝓁𝒾𝒻𝑒 | Sakuatsu

∆•Chapter~Thirty-four•∆

Sakusa Kiyoomi's POV

I had been nervous for Atsumu to see my house, although now, I guess it's not so bad. He only pointed out the good things and I couldn't help but admire his kindness. 

I sat on the bed when he soon joined. He pulled a computer out of his school bag and laid on his stomach. He knew I didn't have a computer so he pushed the laptop over slightly. I laid beside him and watched as he unlocked his laptop. He went to find the instructions while we both reviewed them. We had to make a presentation including ten different topics.

We agreed to do ten each and go back and fourth on the computer. He started with the first one while I just watched what he had been doing. When it got to my turn, he nuzzled beneath my lifted arm. He pushed himself into the crack between my body and the bed as much as possible. I kept working until eventually I had gotten one of my parts complete. We continued to go back and fourth until I was on the last one. He had been laying on top of me now, his chest and stomach on my back. I finally finished and by now it had been getting darker outside. Also meaning the house would get very cold. 

"Can we watch a movie?" He asked while I nodded. He got off of me and I soon followed him. We walked into the open area in front of the entrance before I stopped him. I turned him around, pulling him closer by his waist. He wrapped his arms around my neck before kissing me softly. We parted and just looked at each other. We had genuine smiles and gentle eyes filled with love on our faces.

 I tensed when I heard the door open and someone walk in. I mean I guess it's not too crazy, it is an abandoned house. I looked to see who had walked in and I have never dissociated so fast.

 I couldn't do anything but stare at the person who had just answered. My heart pounded like crazy and my eyes were filled with fear. Atsumu looked at the person and noticed how scared I was.

"Kiyoomi? I thought you'd be dead." A deep, scratchy voice said. One that I could recognize oh so well. I couldn't do anything but stare, my hands trembled. I couldn't hear what he said, but I heard his voice. Right about now, I couldn't see, I couldn't hear, I couldn't focus. My mind was completely somewhere else. I hadn't been able to hear any of the conversation.

"W-who are you, sir?" Atsumu asked, grabbing my hand tightly. He knew I had dissociated, he started to understand the matter.

"That's my kid." He said bitterly, pointing to me. Although I wasn't aware of anything happening. I was in some sort of daze. Atsumu tensed up immediately.

"I-I th-thought you were in prison..?" Atsumu said, concerned. He probably guessed he escaped but I knew. I knew that in Japan, prison sentence is only around one year for abuse. I guess it just slipped my mind one day he would be back. I just never thought he would come here again.

"Sentence ended, who are you and why are you both here?" He asked, his voice seemed different. He seemed to have no emotion. Although I still couldn't udder out a word, I was slowly coming back to reality. I could see and hear but it was very hard to focus on what exactly I was seeing and hearing. 

"U-uhm.." Atsumu squeezed me tighter, he seemed to be very anxious. Just the thought that he was scared made me come back to reality. I focused my eyes and could hear perfectly. I moved Atsumu so he was behind me slightly, peering out from my arm.

"Why are you back?" I spat.

"Not happy to see your dad again?"

"Go to hell." I said, glaring at him. I hated him with every bone in my body. I expected him to get pissed off but he just scoffed and shook his head.

"I had nowhere else to go, why are you?" 

"Do you think a 16 year old can afford a house?" I asked in a rude tone. He shrugged, unbothered to see me.