𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐆𝐔𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐌 ; k sakusa

[19] WHOMST HAS CAKE?

THURSDAY

you exhaled dramatically.

"stop breathing, oh my god." suna groans as he receives another ball.

you squint your eyes, ignoring his saying so.

"when's tsumu coming back?"

"i thought i was your favourite twin!" osamu gasps as he came over to you, who was sitting on the stage.

"high key, but low key it's atsumu," you say, planting a hand on his head as he was standing on the ground of the gym.

"so i'm not your favourite?"

"nah, could never be you."

you missed tutoring atsumu and it showed, "when's he coming back?"

"he said this weekend, so you'll be able to see him this weekend." osamu answers.

"the holidays are already here then. so i want to see himmmmm~" you groan, feeling your body go limp.

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omi-omi's bOYfriend💖
[4:12PM]

tsumu bby💖💖

y/n bby💖💖

i miss you !

eH?

WHAT DID YOU SAY

i miss you bubs🥺

when are u coming back?

why?

did you miss calling me "stupid"
or smth😤

nono, i really miss u v much and
want to shower u in all my love

and also all these thiccc boys are
bullying me into sending nasty
texts to sakusa. you're the only
one that loves me and appreciates
me. come back.

THICCC?

yeah, have y'all not checked out
your backsides yourself or wut?

y/n you perving shit🤗

i don't see what i did wrong

YOU DONT JUST CALL US THICCC.
WE ARE THE OPPOSITE GENDER

DO YOU HAVE NO SHAME?

OMG

chill

is not that serious 😨😨

okay but like i'm curious who has
the most cake

😳😳

tell me plzzzzz

only if you keep it a secret between
both of us~

ok.

...😳

tElL mE

tbh, you would think i choose suna
or samu. but their nothing compares
to this person

uM okay. so who is he??

im dying to know

ojiro🥵🥵🥵

i'm—

...

wait ur not wrong?!?!?!?

ikr i want to tap that so bad 😝

i didn't know you were this
perverted y/n

it's not perverted🥰

i'm saying it as a compliment

he should be proud about the cake
he's owning. it's ending everyone.

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"so why are we talking about my cake?"

you whip around, spotting ojiro looking from your shoulders.

your nervousness kicked in promptly and you launch your phone as retaliation across the gym. it flew across, flying past the net and then suna had the insolence to pretend it was a ball and block it.

you kicked off the stage, your embarrassment floated away and a fright kicked in as you ran to your phone.

"sorry, i thought it was a ball." suna says to your annoyance.

"please don't be broken, please don't be broken, please don't be broken—oh, thank goodness!"

you let a breath of relaxation, settling down on the floor with satisfaction.

"are you not even worried?"

"i was. my mum would've whooped my ass if it was broken." you sigh, kissing your phone.

"i touched that."

"suna, i don't care! i'm trying to be happy!"

"sakusa would disapprove." osamu tsks, earning a glare from you.

do these boys ever stop?

another figure shadowed your fallen figure soon.

"so about my cake..."

you look away, "fuck no!"

and bolted for your life.