~Haikyuu Oneshots~

Sakuatsu-Club 🐸/☁️

mkay i don't really know what category to put this in but eh who really cares let's just say it gets a lil spicy but only a LIL y'a horny bastards  

Sakusa Pov

This was not a good idea.

I can't believe I'm at this stupid club because of those two stupid bird brains. My head was already spinning and we hadn't even been there for 15 minutes. Everything looked so disgusting. In the corner I saw two guys making out. Their hands were all over each others bodies. It was so disgusting. Not to mention the smaller one was wearing close to nothing. I might barf.

Kuroo and Bokuto were occupied, or at least i assumed they were. Pretty sure Bokuto was already drunk, and I didn't want any of that. My black boots trailed along the sticky club floor as i made my sad over to the drink bar.

"what'll it be sir?" the bartender asked a little too politely.

"Do you have just lemonade? no alcohol?"

"yeah i can get that for you."

He turned around and poured the

drink into a glass with ice in it. He put in a blue straw and slip it over in my direction. I took out the blue straw and put in my own that i carried around with me. the thought of using a straw that hundreds of others had used made my stomach churn.

"what brings you here? long day?" he asked, leaning on the counter.

"Eh i was forever to come here. I don't really enjoy–" I stopped myself when h spotted a blonde boy in the distance. A very...familiar looking blonde boy. What was

Atsumu doing here?

"what was that sir?" he glanced over in the direction I was looking.

"ohhhh a young man caught your eye?" 'caught my eye' was a bit of an understatement. Why're as Atsumu here? doesn't he know this kind of place is dangerous? but, if i'm being honest, i couldn't even be mad. I was too busy eyeing what he was wearing—or i guess more accurately what he wasn't wearing.

He had on booty shorts with fishnets under it. on top was a very tight shirt that perfectly outlined his chest and accentuated his muscles. He also wore a pink choker around his neck with a little heart in the center. on his hands he wore fingerless gloves and on his feet he had long black boots on.

And damn did he look good.

"excuse me, i have to go talk to him." I said to the bartender as I stood up. I marched up to Atsumu who seemed to be talking to Oikawa and Akaashi. I grabbed his shoulder and spun him around so that he was facing me.

"Atsumu! what the hell are you doing here?!" Atsumu giggled, the scent of vodka on his tongue. He was drunk.

"hehehehe Omi~~ wha -hic- what're you...you doing??" He slurred in between hiccups. he draped his arms over my shoulders, causing me to blush under my mask.

"Cmon Atsumu, i have to get you home." I took his hand in mine and brought him outside the club. The cool air met the sweat on my neck sending shivers down my spine. I could instantly breathe better as the air inside the club felt sticky and thick in my lungs.

"awww omi-omi~ do you -hic- care about meeee~?"

"Yes i care about you– damnit i need to call an uber and–"

"shhh Omi~ you stress too much~" he cooed while pulling down my mask and pressing a finger to my lips. He was smiling giddily and most of not all of his weight was leaning onto me. My face was burning up. I prayed that in his drunken state he wouldn't notice.

"Ommmi~ you're so redddd~ it's so cute~" I looked away.

"you don't know what you're talking about. You're drunk and–" without warning he smashed his lips onto mine. I was taken aback, but i wrapped my arms around his waist. He was the only person i wanted to touch. He was the only person i would let touch me. He broke the kiss, my hands still on his waist. his body felt so good against my hands. I licked my lip and got a stinging taste of lime and salt.

"Ommmi~ where are those hands going~" he smirked while putting his hands on my shoulders and squeezing them.

"well, where do you want them to go?" i slid my hands farther down and onto his ass. He bite his lip and smiled while letting out another giggle. I smirked and slip a hand down his shorts.

"is this okay?" I asked. he shivered and nodded.

"Yes yes omi~ but we're still outside~" he whispered into my ear. I sighed.

"well do you want to go all the way?"

"w-well uhm i...i know i'm drunk and and i mean yes -hic- i want you but i want...i want to remember it. all of it." I smirked

"you can't say sappy shit like that, it's too cute." I pinched his cheek and kissed his forehead. He giggle again but broke away from the close contact we had, making me cold.

"Well Omi, what do you think of the outfit??" I looked him up and down and considered if i wanted to be honest or not. Well honesty is the best policy or whatever Abraham Lincoln said.

"you look hot. really fucking hot." he giggle yet again and engulfed me in a hug, the smell of cheap cologne on his neck. He gave me a kiss.

"wait Omi! does this mean we're dating now??" he asked excitedly.

"do you want it to mean that we're dating?"

"YES!! 100x YES!"

"Then i guess it does."

you know, maybe this was a good idea.

AHHHHH my hand HURTS like HELL. while i'm writing this i'm like physically writing it on a piece of paper cuz i do that with most of my fics. Anyway haha hope you enjoyed. AND CONSENT IS ✨MANTATORY✨

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