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3: people pleaser

"Don't ask him out." Atsumu says with his nose wrinkling.

Osamu just looks at him weirdly, "Who said I was going to?"

Atsumu gives him a look.

"Hey hey you were the one to tell me yesterday too."

"Okay? I take it back, don't ask him out."

"And why is that?"

"He smells," Atsumu says bluntly.

Osamu looks at him incredulously, "He works at a flower shop."

"Yeah now I know why," Atsumu says with a mutter.

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Aran lets out a choke.

"Is that the reason?"

Kita sighs, already tired of Atsumu's antics, "No...there's more."

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"Samu just don't do it."

"Once again...why"

"He doesn't eat bread," Atsumu yells out.

"Yer a baker, how are ya going to go out with someone who doesn't eat bread."

Osamu gasps, "Take that back. He eats bread."

Atsumu swiftly shakes his head, "I heard him in the café, he said he doesn't like any type of bread."

"Damn," Osamu says with a chuckle.

"Samu, this is serious. What type of guy doesn't eat bread?"

"Tsumu I wasn't planning on marrying the guy, he's just good lookin."

"Samu, his teeth are crooked." Atsumu says with a cringe.

"His hair is oily and he wears mismatched socks."

"He also lacks manners."

"Coming from a guy who washes his face with hand soap," Osamu says with a silent laugh.

"Samuuu"

"Alright alright I won't ask him out" Osamu says with a laugh.

"I'll ask a guy out when he orders so much bread and doesn't have crooked teeth."

"And doesn't smell," Atsumu says with a mutter.

"And doesn't smell" Osamu repeats with a small laugh.

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"So he also expects the best for Osamu." Aran says with a laugh.

"Well he's not wrong....the guy's teeth are crooked." Kita says with a slight cringe.

Aran lets out another laugh.

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A meeting with the entire court isn't that unusual under Sakusa Kiyoomi. Every week he invites everyone to dinner to explain some changes that should be made, or to hear some ideas that they have.

But there is a routine. The meeting is supposed to happen every Friday of every week. So one can imagine the court's surprise when Komori announces there will be a meeting on a Tuesday afternoon. Suna was invited too.

"Right, thank you for coming."

"Let's get down to business."

"We're having a ball," Sakusa says with a slight cringe.

The court looks up at him surprised.

"Your majesty?"

"May we ask when?"

"Two weeks time" Sakusa says swiftly.

"But that-"

"Yes, my birthday. We're holding a ball in honor to celebrate my birthday."

The court freezes.

"Are you-"

"It's final," Sakusa says swiftly. "We're having a ball in two weeks time."

"Prince Suna will be in charge of everything."

Suna quickly looks up at him with wide eyes, "Oh I was just goin-"

"To plan it right?" Sakusa says with an eyebrow raise.

"Yep. Yes. er yes your highness- ah Kiyoomi."

"Just stop talking," Komori says with a silent laugh.

"You're helping him too."

"Wai-"

"Any objections?"

The court shakes their head.

"Alright dismissed."

Komori runs after him and Suna swiftly follows.

"Kiyo..Kiyo. KIYO"

"What?" Sakusa says annoyed.

"Are you...are you-"

"Fine," Sakusa says swiftly.

"It's just a ball."

"Not that- are you-"

"Rin," Sakusa says, interrupting him.

"Komori here will help out with anything you need."

"Kiyo-"

Sakusa just looks at him swiftly and just says, "Aunty said so. So we're having a ball."

As Sakusa turns his back, Komori sighs and looks over at Suna.

"People pleaser." Komori mouths.

"Call me a people pleaser one more time, I'll have you train with the knights." Sakusa yells walking away.

Komori's face pales and he grabs onto Suna running, "We got a ball to plan."