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Chp. 23: A beginner mistake

(Hello there beautiful readers! No I'm not dead!😆 I hope all of you are doing well! I'm so sorry for not posting but I had exams for two weeks and I've been enjoying my few days off before I get my results ( rip 🏃‍♀️) pray for me y'all😀✌️ I will be writing more and I'm excited for this story to be continued! Things are getting heated and I'm warning you guys for slight angst. If you don't want to read because of the slight angst I completely understand but pls don't leave any comments saying you will leave just because of that. This story will have a happy ending 100%😤everything will be okay and such so no worries. Also I desperately need to incorporate more skating into this because I feel like it barely has any of that OH WELL EHHEHEHE🥳 ENJOY PRETTY BABIES❤️)
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3rd person's POV:

Osamu  was glaring harshly at Atsumu.

"One last time Tsumu, who are those marks from?!"

It was lunch right now, and to say Osamu was mad when he took in Atsumu's state was an understatement.

"I-i burned myself with a straightener"
( you can't straighten the gay away love😆)
"Bullshit."
Osamu spat as he angrily slammed his hands on the table. Atsumu flinched. Sakusa just sat there quietly, trying not to make it obvious that he was the culprit.

"You and I have a lot to talk about Atsumu. Cancel all of your plans tonight because you are telling me everything, got it?"

Atsumu could only nod and look at his hands.
He wanted to cry, Osamu was overprotective, but he had never gotten as mad as this.

Atsumu's eyes widened when he felt fingers intertwine with his. Sakusa gave his hand a reassuring squeeze and rubbed circles on the back of Atsumu's hand with his thumb.

Sakusa wanted to tell Atsumu it was okay and everything was going to be alright at that moment, but Osamu's deadly aura was stopping him.

"Stop it Osamu."
Everybody's eyes widened when Suna dared to put Osamu in his place.

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me. Stop treating him like he committed a crime. You're not holy. Stop acting innocent, I've had quite enough of you pestering and making him feel bad like this."

Atsumu's friends were shocked, mainly because they hadn't heard Suna talk at all every time they saw him.

"Who do you think you are? He's my brother. You're just his childhood friend that abandoned him for me. You have no right to talk right now-"

Osamu realized his mistake as Suna stood up and slapped him, hard.

"Fuck you! Don't act as if you weren't the one telling me to cut off contact with him!"

Atsumu couldn't believe was he had just heard.

"You did what...?"
Atsumu asked Osamu, who was perplexed and frozen in his place.

Suna stormed off, angrily grabbing his bag and throwing it over his shoulders, tears escaping his eyes.

The whole table was quiet. Everybody's jaws were wide open as they registered what just occurred. Osamu slumped down in his seat, sniffling quietly. ( you deserve it lmao.😆)

"Oh you don't get to cry, Osamu. I kept blaming Suna for leaving me behind but you were just acting like a selfish prick. Don't talk to me for a while."
Atsumu angrily rose from his seat, muttering insults as he as well left the cafeteria in a rush.
Sakusa ignored the warmth that left him as soon as Atsumu retracted his hand from Sakusa's. He felt a twinge in his gut.