bokuto koutarou :: miya atsumu :: hinata shouyou
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sakusa kiyoomi :: hinata shouyou
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Atsumu knows all too well how much of a pushover Shouyou is, and he is set on taking advantage of that. Bokuto's all too happy to join him, too.
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location :: MSBY locker room
date + time :: july 21, 8:02 p.m
Atsumu's POV
"Shouyou didn't come to practice at all today. Is it because we lost yesterday?" Sakusa shut his locker door and sprayed his sanitizer over it before grabbing his bag.
"It's strange for him not to be here... Also, what happened to you two?"
The attention of our teammates turned to Bokuto and I, who laughed awkwardly. "Me and 'Tsumu got in a little fight yesterday, but it's all good, now!"
Sakusa hummed in understanding. "In the locker room, I'm guessing? It smells like blood and sweat in here. If you're going to fight, take it outside. Disgusting."
He left after that, and I watched him practically shower himself in sanitizer before the door shut.
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Sakusa's POV
Something's off about those two. Shouyou's gone, those two are a mess, and... that smell wasn't just theirs. Shouyou was here with them, and there was something else there other than blood and sweat.
I've always had a strong sense of smell, but I never really used it for anything important. In fact, I've despised it due to the profession I'm in as an athlete.
But... There's something going on here, and I'm willing to bet it has something to do with Shouyou not even calling today.
When I made it to my apartment, I felt my phone buzzing in my back pocket and dug it out in annoyance.
That irritation hastily dispersed at the name that had appeared on it. I answered quickly, and the line was silent for a good minute after I spoke a simple 'hello'.
"... Sakusa-San? I'm not on speaker, am I? Did you leave practice already?"
Shouyou's voice was hoarse, each breath he took sounded groggy like he had been kicked in the throat.
"... I'm at my apartment, right now. Are you okay? You're not sick, are you?"
Why was the first thing you asked me was if I was around anyone else?
"I'm not, but... Could you come over, please... Alone... And-And make sure no one follows you..."
"Why?"
He inhaled, and I could hear a soft whimper a bit after. My stomach twisted in concern.
"It sounds weird, but... I just- I need help, please... Sakusa-San, I'm begging you."
