This is a story of love, perseverance, and triumph over adversity.
Football player Sakusa! ˎ˗ ⋆
Oblivious Atsumu!
#addict \ 🏈 ⊹ ⋆˙
(It progressively gets better?)
[Sensory Advised] WARNING SECOND LEAD SYNDROME!! ‼️+ SLOW BURN INTENDED
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They say that when you're in love, you tend to overlook someone's flaws and only focus on their virtues.
Atsumu understood this concept all too well as he found himself embracing it now.
Despite the fear and apprehension he felt about Sakusa's recent behavior, Atsumu couldn't help but be captivated by Sakusa's strong presence.
Free from any signs of the destructive habits that once plagued him, Sakusa stood before Atsumu, exuding his usual charm and allure.
It was a important moment for Atsumu, a time to confess and tell the truth to Sakusa.
The moment had arrived, and Atsumu knew he had to seize it.
Yet, before Atsumu could utter a single word, Sakusa's voice pierced through the air, tinged with hurt, striking Atsumu's heart in return.
"What are you doing here?"
The stern and cold gaze Sakusa fixed upon him only intensified Atsumu's nervousness.
He quickly dismissed those thoughts, realizing that succumbing to his anxiety would stop him from telling Sakusa the truth.
"We were worried sick about you. Why did you wonder off like that?"
Atsumu finally managed to express, his delicate features showing his underlying fear.
"I was so fucking scared, Omi! The thought that something terrible might have happened to you scared me so damn much, so I had no choice but to go out and look for you! What were you thinking, huh?! You can't just disappear like that without a trace! You scared me, Omi. . ."
Atsumu's voice trembled with concern.
Sakusa remained silent, his silence digging deeper into Atsumu's heart.
The pain of his own actions began to shatter Atsumu, yet his fear rendered him unable to mend the growing distance between them.
Clutching the book tightly against his chest, Atsumu kept his firm gaze fixed on Sakusa, raindrops falling around them.
"Please, Omi, talk to me. You scared me. You scared your sister, you scared Suna, and you even scared your cousin, Komori," Atsumu pleaded with a trace of desperation.
At the mention of Komori's involvement, a flicker of surprise danced across Sakusa's face, momentarily breaking the mask of his hard feelings.
