-Sakusa pov-
I watch as Atsumu goes to put his plate in the sink and I roll my eyes, ready to wash an extra dish, but then he starts washing it himself and he puts it in the dishwasher. I smile slightly under my mask from the living room. He walks by and sits a cushion away from me on the couch and smiles at me as I watch him. "Hey Omi-kun!" I snap back into my thoughts and speak up, "I uhm- thank you for washing your dish." I say a bit flustered. He smiles at me and shakes his head, "It's not problem."
After we both sit there scrolling through ours phones he clears his throat and looks at me, "You wanna practice volleyball? I heard about a small volleyball court inside that is free today!" He smiles and I agree to the idea. He gets up and walks to our room and grabs a few items before coming back. "Here I got you your gloves and volleyball." I smile at the gesture and grab them, thanking him.
As we make our way there I feel him grab my hand and hold it, for a minute I panick, but then I look down to see He wore gloves too. "Atsumu-?" He turns to me, "Hm? What is it Omi?" He's wearing a mask too for Christ's sake. "Why are you doing all of this for me..?" I see his eyes close and I assume he's smiling at me, "It's cause I love you Omi." I go quiet for a minute. "But you could have anyone else, especially someone who isn't making you do this kind of stuff." I point at the gloves, but instead of agreeing he grabs my other hand, "It's because I love you Kiyoomi." He let's go and continues walking me to the volleyball court since we were just outside.
It's weird to hear someone say that. To say they love you to the point they would change their habits just because you freak out at germs. I smile and go up to Atsumu before we play. "Tsum take down your mask for a second." He looks confused, but puts the ball down and then pulls his mask down. "Okay so why did you wa-" I pull my mask down and kiss him before pulling it up and going back to my side of the net. He stands their shocked and then looks back up to me, "I- uh-" He shakes his head and tries to regain consciousness, "I thought you didn't want to do that because of germs-?" He says to me, "Well it's because I love you." He smiles and pulls his mask back up before throwing me the ball, "You serve first Omi-kun."
The first person who actually has cared deserves the first kiss, and that is Miya Atsumu.
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