"Omi, Are you nervous?" You're studying the male's intensity bouncing off his body. You could tell he was nervous but you were no mind reader. His face slowly got red. "N..No I'm fine, doll." His voice cracked a bit, making you chuckle. "Doll? What happened to plum?" you take his hands across the table and place them in yours. You drove him crazy. "It's okay to be nervous, Kiyo." You assured him as he sighed and his hands started to melt in yourself.
Your touch was something he missed. It provided him comfort and security. "Do you not like the nickname?" He mumbles. "No no it's fine. I just thought plum was cute too." You grin, feeling the heat rise to your face.
Once you both are done with your food, you say your farewells to Osamu and head out. Sakusa still has your hand in his as the two of you walk around Osaka. "Plum, I know you wanted to go to Dotonbori and slash or Shinsekai but since it's getting dark don't ya think we should save that for another day?" "Omi, is this your way of asking me out on another date?" you nudge his side and smirk up at him. His grip on your hand loosens in surprise. He tries to cover this up with a shrug. "Do you want it to be?" He asks you.
"Of course I do. I liked being with you today." You look at the starry sky above; it's a midnight blue with beautiful city lights. You smile. "I missed ya, you know that Omi?" He studies your face. "Y/N." "Yes?" His breath hitched. "I missed you more." He says pulling you closer, heart skipping a beat.
By the time you both got into the car, the air was now tense again. Was he about to kiss you earlier and you were too oblivious to notice? Were you perhaps overthinking it? You look over at the driver's seat where he is sitting. His lips bright pink and his nose and cheeks rosy from what you thought was the cold. Dear god he was perfect.
"Omi." He turns his head at you and hums. "What's up?" you sigh "I have a confession." He tilts his head confused "confession?" You look down at your shoes and fidget with your sleeves.
"I'm tired of moving slowly. I have waited since high school to tell you.. I like you. I want YOU. I know you were jealous earlier. But I want you to know I want YOU. I want to be serious about you.. because we aren't in highschool anymore and I don't want it to be a confusing back and forth again." You turn to him and am met with him inching closer to you. Suddenly there are only a couple inches separating the both of you. "Plum. Are you reading my mind." Sakusa jokes. "Shut up. I'm not a mind reader, lemme be serious.You've been tense all day.. Who knows what going on in the dumb head of yo-"
He shuts you up with a kiss.
The kiss he's been waiting to give you since the beginning of highschool.
His lips are soft and warm against yours, with one of his hands on your cheek and the other on your waist. It's slow and steady, like he's taking his time with you. Making sure you feel the same passion that he does for you.
They taste like plum candy he thinks to himself.
You can feel a smile spread across his lips, still against yours. He finally parts his lips from yours. "I'm Dumb, huh?" He says teasingly. Still stunned by the kiss you have to think about something to say.
"Yeah.. you are" You smile touching your warm lips.
Skin fiery hot.
(There's a few more chapters left <3 )
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plum candy - kiyoomi sakusa
Romance"If your passion had a taste it'd be like plum candy" Pro volleyball player 22, Kiyoomi Sakusa writes a letter to his highschool crush in hopes to reconnect. THIS IS A LETTER FIC Y/N USES THEY/THEM PRONOUNS. book ranking!: #3 in msbyjackals #26 in...