Respect (Sakusa x Reader) - DICONTINUED

College life as a pretty boy

Sakusa has never been fond of people.

Relating to them as fleshy bags of infested germs and slobs that wear face coverings thinking that's going to stop the mucous particles from escaping the small crevices and gaps and then touching every object like a child in a candy shop as way of being hygienic, as disgusting.

But seeing as he is now a fully functioning adult and one going into the world of professional volleyball he saw it quite an impossible feat to never speak to another fleshy sack of germs again for the exception being you. So he did what any coming of age teen would do entering the wonderous world of adulthood, he started by being more friendly to people. A new change he sought out.

This however backlashes onto him severely, back in high school girls would stay away from him in fear of being sprayed by Lysol and being called horrid names whenever they stepped to close. Sakusa never had the issue of dealing with women coming into his bubble of cleanliness and acting coy and flirty with him, quite frankly found the whole events disgusting. But he has to keep his image especially when he found himself in a group project with 3 other woman all of which showing signs of interest.

"I have a girlfriend." or "Don't touch me." Has been mentioned multiple times but it must be something woman have gained since their pubescent years of being reserved that they didn't take the first or the second no for an answer.

They would laugh off his excuses for him being shy or worse showing signs of being hard to get and on numerous occasions they have pointed flat out to him they like the chase the most when starting a relationship. If it wasn't for his own chase he did with you in high school he would totally misinterpret that, unfortunately he felt more than uncomfortable with their many advances.

So when the day came to start working on their project for their chemistry research project the 3 girls all chose a picturesque cafe setting the wondrous scene in hopes for one of them to advance the next stage with him.

"Say Omi, what's this 'girlfriend' like then?" Mira the most forward of the trio giggles thinking she's playing a game with the boy, Sakusa scowls.

"It's Sakusa-san for you, don't get friendly with me." At this point Sakusa gives zero shit if they're girls or interested, that name is only reserved for you and you alone.

"Okay, don't get sassy with me." She smirks fondling with her hair as in sending him signals in a way no man could ever decode.

"For the last time my girlfriend is L/n Y/n." Your name in the wonderous world of woman was known after all everyone knows of any princess or goddess crowned with more than the Japanese standard of beauty. You are the epitome of beauty and not only are you blessed by thou angels and the ascending looks of Aphrodite herself you were gifted with athletic capabilities and height to go with it.

And for also participating in the 2016 Rio Olympics, earlier this year placing Japan in the top 3 for the women's professional volleyball league worldwide. It wasn't a factor of who knew you it was at this point who didn't.

"And my dad is Obama, enough with the games Sakusa-kun. Which one of us do you fancy?" Sayu giggles softly moving closer to the uncomfortable man.

Sakusa was only wishing for this project to end as quickly as possible for this torment to end, he was beginning to crave you more and more especially since that rough sex session he taught to you the other day. A naughty child always needs punishment after riling him up, but now thinking of her is making him want to smile.

The other two girls take this as an inclination to Sayu's victory and quickly give her the chance to solidify it by going to the restroom for a little break. What happened next however was something neither of them planned.

In her forcommings of her approach towards the rather allusive handsome man before her with his desirable black curly locks and even two beauty spots above his brow with a strong jaw and a nice personality to come of it. She tries to move in closer seeing how far she can tread on the thin sharp glass of the tensing up man overly aware of their distance and refrains from moving away even though everything in his system is saying to do so.

Her intoxicating floral perfume makes him want to gag, cheap and nasty fabrics scrape against him like bathing in sandpaper and don't get him started on her breath. But he sighs, think of all the restoration he's done for his name even Komori is astounded at the drastic change he's undergone to seem even a little more social than he was before.

But now he's starting to regret those choices.

What if this is his life forever? Woman misinterpreting his kind intentions for romantic advances of the sorts or even worse this relates back to you. Knowing that this is his second chance with you and how you deal with grudges only makes him wince at the thought. Never again does he want to be in that position.

Plus he's not even comfortable and what sort of interaction is it when one party doesn't even feel relaxed enough to breathe in afraid of the contaminated air that everyone else around him is sick.

But now in his thoughts he didn't realise the spilled over coffee now being absorbed and becoming one with his jacket sleeve, when he did he internally cringed how she was so quick and casual with touching him but he remained to give out a pained smile.

He felt something was wrong at that exact moment.

A chill down his spine, a knowing that something bad is going to happen, he looks out the window seeing only passing cars and many people going about their day.

Unbeknownst to him however you had just witnessed the event that had just occurred misunderstanding it for him seeing other women.

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Decided to give you his pov so there ain't haters