mafia au - sakuatsu

mafia - 9

Sakusa POV:

"Y'know what, sure buddy, but first let's get you changed, yeah?" Atsumu said gesturing to the clothes he set down beside me. My best bet at the moment would be gaining their trust and using it against them once I have the chance to escape.

I nodded and got up off the old couch, still looking down at the tiled ground, doing my best attempt at guilt tripping this blonde idiot.

He walked me to the bathroom that I showered in, it was relatively nice, marble counters, nice flooring, modern matte switches. I don't know how much money they made in a year but it had to be at least a million.

We went inside and he turned again while I changed into the sweatshirt and joggers, matching set of white with some words printed on the back but I couldn't tell what it said so I ignored it.

It was surprising when they were actually comfy as I was expecting some old ratty clothes that he wouldn't wear anymore but the outfit seemed pretty new.

"I'm down." Once I spoke he immediately turned around.

"They fit okay?"

"Mhm"

"Great, now I know this isn't ideal but I'm gonna have to put handcuffs on you because we can't have you racing away again. I have some plastic gloves though if you want?" Atsumu reached into a cabinet and pulled out a small cardboard box of clear elastic gloves.

"Uh... yeah alright." I took them from him and put them on before he put the handcuffs on, beginning the walk down the hall we got to the split way again but this time walking straight ahead.

"What's the thing that hurts me when I run too far?" Once I work this out then it'll make it easier on me to leave this fucking place. Plus he seems like an over-sharer so he'd probably tell me.

"You worked that out? You're quite smart Kiyoomi! It's some weird device that suna attached to you, it's just so you don't runaway."

"How does it work?"

"If you run too far from the controller then the pain levels go up till ya pass out!"

"How did you make that sound so cheery?" He needs a psychologist, get this bitch diagnosed with something I'm begging.

"I'm just a happy person I guess haha" we stopped outside a room with two guards standing beside both edges of the door, while atsumu put in the code I looked down the halls surrounding me, memorising the place. The both of us walked in, the I door shutting and locking behind us. It was a big room with volleyball and movie posters plastered around every wall in the giant room.

I got the handcuffs taken off me then was led over to a king sized bed with a television in front of it, mounted on a wall above a desk.

"So! Since you didn't have much of an education I'm gonna try teach you, what maths can you do?" This Atsumu guy is the snobbiest little kid I've ever met, once I get out of here he's the first one I'm goin for, bullet straight to the head, maybe a couple times just for joy.