{Hello my friends, I have been dealing with migraines and sneezing all week, yet I still went to school because I can't afford to miss a thing. Anyway, at least I got to do something I enjoy, which is publishing story parts for the lot of you. Enjoy, s'il vous plaît~}
Sakusa POV
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I never found many people funny, just irritating. But Atsumu felt different. He wasn't trying to impress me, and that felt nice.
We were quiet for a few seconds and I noticed how he was fidgeting his fingers again. He must do it when he feels uncomfortable, "Do you feel uncomfortable around me, Atsumu?" I asked, rather blunt. I liked to say his name, it felt wonderful rolling off my tongue.
"W-what?" He said, slightly surprised, "N-no why'd you think that?"
"I grabbed his hand and he flinched softly, "You're always fidgeting around me. Do I make you nervous?"
He glanced down and tugged his hand away from me. I let it go and felt a pang in my chest. It hurt, a little.
"I just. . . " He hesitated, "I'm not a very confident person, even if I seem like a cocky, boisterous guy."
That surprised me, "You don't have to feel nervous around me, Atsumu," I said, hoping to calm him down and allow him more comfort, "I'm not going to discard you or make fun of your flaws."
He glanced at me with his beautiful eyes and I felt my chest give an odd little flutter, something that I haven't felt in a long time, ". . . Thanks, Omi-Kun," He said after his eyes flitted across my face for a few seconds, perhaps trying to find any trace of a lie, "I just get anxious a lot. It's not you."
"It's nothing to be ashamed of, Atsumu," I said trying to lift his spirits, I want to see his smile again.
He looked at me like he was going to say more but then the door burst open and Tendou and Ushijima came tumbling out.
"Sorry we're so late," Tendou announced, leaning on his knees and panting, "The elevator w-was very crowded and there are A LOT of steps." Ushijima patted his shoulder gingerly and I gave him a questioning look. He ignored it.
"That's okay!" Atsumu smiled. Except it wasn't a real smile, I could tell that it was a true one. It lacked his excitement and personality, "What'd you get?"
Atsumu took the bag that Tendou held out and eagerly began sifting through the contents, he pulled out something in a plastic container and exclaimed excitedly, "MACARONS YESS!!" He quickly opened it but before he could eat one his manager whisked it away.
"Nuh-uh," Tendou wagged a finger in front of Atsumu's face, "You need to eat real food first."
"Tendouuuuu," Atsumu whined and pouted as the redhead gave him a sandwich.
I found that I was smiling softly but once Ushijima noticed I wiped it from my face faster than you can say baguette.
I stared ahead, desperately praying that Ushijima wouldn't come over and poke at it.
Well fuck my luck, I guess.
"So, Boss," Ushijima's deep voice said and I gritted my teeth, "did I just see you smile?"
"No."
"Hmm, because I could've sworn I saw you-" He stopped when he saw the glare I gave him.
"If you want to poke around with my love life," I threatened, "I can do that to yours as well." I motioned over to Tendou, who was too busy trying to get Astumu to eat real food to notice.
I saw him stiffen, although he kept his cool demeanor, "Sat- Monsieur Tendou is just working with me. Nothing else." He said, "But you are acting a little TOO friendly with Atsumu to just be business partners."
I clicked my tongue, "Fair enough, but you will never bring this up again. Do you understand?" I stared him down, eventually, he caved and nodded meekly.
"Good," I smirked, and turned my attention back to Atsumu.
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Ok, my head hurts too much to think of a question and I am supeeeer tired, so this is all I have to say rn. Although spoiler for the next chapter, there is going to be a new character introduced and she's not from Haikyuu at all hehe.
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Model For Me
FanfictionSakusa is a designer and Atsumu is a model. Pretty basic Only the story belongs to me, nothing else.