𝑊𝑖𝑑𝑒 𝐸𝑦𝑒𝑠 ~ 𝐴 𝑆𝑎𝑘𝑢𝑎𝑡𝑠𝑢 𝑆𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑦 (𝑆𝑘𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝐴𝑈)

Part 7 ♥︎

"Why the hell not. Knock yourself out." Sakusa said, shrugging.

    "Well ya said everyone around me has someone, do ya do too?" the blond asked in a small voice. Sauksa looked taken aback.

    "Uh no, I don't Atsumu. I've had mysophobia my whole life and have never gotten close to people because of it." he said, scowling at the ground "No one wants to get close to someone who's not even able to hug them when they're sad. So I've never been interested in dating because everyone makes me feel like a freak."

    "I'm... I'm really sorry Omi-omi." Atsumu replied in a shaky voice. Sakusa looked up in surprise and saw that Atsumu had tears in his eyes. He blinked and they quickly fell down his cheeks, leaving spots on his sweatshirt. "That's not fair to ya at all, no one deserves to be treated like that. I hope ya find someone who makes ya feel important and loved Omi." Sauksa, astonished at Atsumu's words, was even more surprised when he smiled at him with tear stained cheeks.

But what really shocked the black haired male was Atsumu's eyes. They were a golden hazel brown and they were filled with a look of sincere and utter sadness. All Sakusa could do in that moment was wrap his arms around the smaller boy and hold him close to try and comfort him.

    "Atsumu please, please don't cry over me. I'm not worth i-" Sakusa started but was cut off when Atsumu exclaimed out.

    "Omi! Don't ya dare say that cause ya are worth it! If yer not worth it then I sure as hell ain't either."

    "Atsumu," Sakusa chuckled, "who's the one here trying to tell me I deserve more than I tell myself I do. Who's the one who hopes that I find someone who loves me and not themselves? Atsumu you need to think about yourself sometimes. You deserve someone who will pay attention to you and who will call you in the middle of the night just to chat because you need to get it off your chest. You deserve someone who will always be there when you need them most. And I hope you find that for yourself."

Atsumu sniffled and clutched onto the hem of Sakusa's sweatshirt as the taller boy hugged him.

    "Omi, that's the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me."

    "Well you're the only person who's ever been this nice to me."

Just then, Atsumu realized what he was doing.

    "O- OMI I'M SO SORRY I DIDN' MEAN TO GET CLOSE YA AND MAKE YA UNCOMFORTABLE ARE YOU OKAY?" Atsumu cried out as he jumped back from Sauksa and wiped the remaining tears off his puffy face. Sakusa sat there stunned for a minute before looking up at Atsumu with a white face.

    "I... I think you... you might be a... a safe person." he said in barely a whisper.

    "A what Omi?" Atsumu asked, worried by the expression on Sakusa's face.

    "A safe person," he explained, in a more calm voice than before, "they're people who I'm able to touch and be near. The only other people who are safe people to me are my parents and Komori, my cousin."

    "Wait what? Yer sayin' you can touch me without feelin' all shaky and uncomfortable? But, why? I'm not special, I'm jus... me." Atsumu said, puzzled.

    "Well you may be you but I think that's exactly why my mysophobia doesn't act up around you. Because you're so sincere and honest and kind about it all and well... I'm not completely sure." The black haired male said, his eyebrows drawn together in a confused expression. He was still thinking when he realized the blond next to him was lacing up his skates and standing up. Sakuksa looked up to meet a beaming Atsumu holding out a hand to him.

    "Hey Omi, if I'm a safe person, do ya wanna skate with me?" Sakusa grinned back and Atsumu's face flushed.

    "Sure thing Atsumu. But I have to warn you, I'm not the most graceful person in the world."