One More Chance.

Chapter 7: A Volleyball Idiot.

Summary: 

An outside perspective helps, and your old senpais can provide one.

Atsumu could already feel Tobio slipping from his fingers. How did everything end up here? It had been a perfect day yesterday till the very evening, even Shoyo's presence hadn't bothered him that much. But, here they were, because of that very person. He thought there was an understanding between them about forgetting everything for the sake of Tobio, but clearly it was only him who cared about Tobio. Moreover, Tobio had run off to his twin, but he said he didn't realize he was there till morning, so how did he end up there? Had Tobio chosen to call 'Samu in the evening instead of picking up his calls? Then there was his asshole senpai from middle school. Who did he think he was, coming up here after these many years and behaving as if there had never been bad blood between them, like he hadn't tried to hit Tobio in school. Speaking of hitting, he was still shocked from the way Ushijima had come straight to attack him. The man had always been protective of Tobio, and sometimes Atsumu hated how the two of them had naturally become close without much effort. Still, he didn't think Wakatoshi would go to such lengths.

Above all, what hurt the most was how easily Tobio had left with Iwaizumi. He kept on pacing in the room, thinking back on everything that had transpired. Deep down, he understood how much Tobio was hurt, and he was the reason for those blue eyes shedding tears, but all he wanted was a simple chance to make things alright. Was it too much to ask after the years they have spent together? He was getting more and more agitated, and Tobio wasn't there to anchor him. If he wanted to, he could have still chased after them, but however much he hated Oikawa, what he had said at last did make some sort of sense. It was reasonable, but still it had hurt. Maybe he also needed some time to think of the ways to make Tobio understand that everything was not lost, and if he was willing they could still make things work. Tobio wouldn't break up with him, right?

Doesn't feel like that's mine only anymore.

No, he didn't want to think about it. Instead, he focused on trying to know more about what happened last night. With shaky fingers he dialed his twin's number for the second time, and here too he got completely ignored. Why were all the men in his life being so difficult? It was still early morning and probably his brother was busy with taking deliveries and checking up the inventories, but how hard was it to just take a call for five fucking minutes? After trying for the third time, he got so frustrated that it was only when he saw his phone lying on the floor with the battery and cover scattered in different directions, he realized he had thrown it against the wall. Yeah, he was officially losing it.

A knock at the door brought him out of staring at his phone blankly. He found a certain wing spiker standing outside with his bag, giving him a tired look. He was as usual wearing a mask, but now additionally he carried a sanitizing spray in his hands. Tobio had mentioned something about it, but he didn't think it would be this soon that he would have his roommate replaced. He made way for Sakusa without saying a word and left to get shower, slamming the bathroom door in the process. The night's exhaustion and sleep deprivation was catching up to him, but he still had one final match to win tomorrow, and however fucked his personal life was, he would be damned if he lost because he couldn't focus.

Atsumu found his phone in one piece and in working condition when he came out. Omi Omi had already pushed their beds apart and was sanitizing his side of the area. With a heavy sigh, he toweled his hair and finished getting ready. He was quite hungry, and after that he had to go for practice. He left the room with Sakusa following behind with some distance, which was fine by him. He was in no mood to talk to anyone today.

As Sakusa stared at the tense back of their very energetic teammate, he wondered what kind of fight had it been that made Kageyama change the rooms, and Atsumu go completely silent like this.