Atsumu stood from his bed. He couldn't sleep. I mean how could he? Kiyoomi hasn't replied to him yet since Friday morning. He tried calling the spiker, but it seems like Sakusa's phone is off.
Atsumu was worried. There are so many what ifs inside his head that he wasn't able to fall asleep that night.
It's 3 in the morning, and all he could think about is the possibility that his Omi is probably engaged with another girl.
Well, Atsumu wasn't himself the entire practice and flubbed most or almost every sets he made. His spikers noticed, the coach noticed, and soon he just found himself lost in his thoughts. Only the whistles and yells make him stir from his trance.
He went back to the dorm, clutching his phone tightly as he dialed Omi's number.
It was frustrating.
I wonder why Omi hasn't contacted me yet. Damn it...
He opened his apartment and placed down his stuffs on the couch. He plopped himself on the floor and rested for a while, lifting his knees and burying his face into it.
If he could, he'll try to suppress his tears, but they fell eventually just by the thoughts lurking inside his head. Thoughts really are menace that makes the head unreasonable and uncertain.
Atsumu was clearly scared of the future, more importantly scared of not having Kiyoomi in it, scared that he might lose the spiker, scared that perhaps that hug was their last. And of course, scared that he might not be able to confess his love for his Omi.
He sniffed as he thought all of this. He lifted his face and brushed all his tears away.
He went to bed after taking shower. He just laid down-- staring at the darkness inside his room. He isn't usually staying this late, he had taken his meds already, but the emotional imbalance seems to affect his sleeping pattern.
He sighed and picked up his phone from his bedside table and stared at it for a while before opening his Messenger.
He scrolled down until he finds Kiyoomi's account. Sakusa used his name in Kanji for his Facebook and the spiker even set it on private. Though Atsumu wanted to change it to Omi, he decided not to, to show respect for his Omi.
Atsumu scrolled up, rereading their conversation. He stopped at a certain time a month ago when Sakusa asked him for a small favor.
November 4 at 4:22pm
佐久早 聖臣
Atsumu, are you at the dorms? I forgot to bring extra mask.Atsumu_Miya
Is it on the usual place, Omi?
4:25pm
佐久早 聖臣
Yes. I'm at the café already with Komori. Do you think you could bring it for me?
4:26pmAtsumu_Miya
Sure. Have nothing to do anyway.
4:28pm佐久早 聖臣
Great. I'll see you then, Tsumu. Thanks.
4:30pmAtsumu_Miya
Yeah, Omi-kun.
4:31pmAtsumu clearly remembered that he typed "I love you" but decided to erase it as he smiled widely to himself.
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My Comfort Ships | Haikyuu One Shots
FanfictionThese are random one shots that suddenly appeared into my mind so please bear with some grammar errors hahaha. thank you. Iloveyou ✨♥️ Mostly are SakuAtsu, OsaSuna, and BokuAka. ❤️