Drag Love | Sakuatsu

Chapter 37: Downpour

When Sakusa knocked on Atsumu's door he met his mother instead. And as he asked her if Atsumu was home she told him no. Which made Sakusa concerned and panicked as he told her what had happened and she became scared as she told him that she didn't know where he would go since Osamu was home and Sachiro was hanging out with Benny. So Sakusa promised her that he would find him and bring him back home safely. And the weather was cloudy and cold, it was going to rain soon.

As Sakusa left Atsumu's house he drove around everywhere and tried to look for Atsumu. So just when he was about to give up he spots Atsumu's car parked near the spot where they first ever met.

Sakusa immediately got out of his car and ran over to Atsumu who was staring at the vending machine. It started to sprinkle when Sakusa made it over to Atsumu.

He grabbed his wrist, turning him around as Atsumu look at him utterly shocked.

"Sakusa?"

"Don't call me that."

Atsumu's lips trembled, "Omi..."

And Sakusa hugged him tight as the rain around them started to rain harder. Atsumu hugged him back, burying his face on his shoulder as he cried into his shoulder. Sakusa heart ached even more as he himself shed a few tears that combined with the raindrops.

It was as if all of his pain and burden went away when he hugged Atsumu. He didn't know what a hug felt like before hugging Atsumu. If he knew hugs can feel this comforting he would hug Atsumu as much as he could and whenever he can. But it dawns on him that Atsumu must be thinking about Sachiro right now while hugging him and something inside of him burns with jealousy before he heard Atsumu's voice.

"I saw you with Hinata and I don't know what came over me but I was jealous that you hugged him. I don't want you to ever hug someone else like that ever again except for me, Omi." Atsumu confessed and Sakusa listened confused and surprise that Atsumu saw him and Hinata hug.

"Omi, I never knew what this feeling towards you meant to me, but when I look at you my stomach get these butterflies, especially whenever you look back at me. My heart starts beating fast whenever you're around and those godamn moles of yours that you think no one would notice and you try to hide them but I notice them Omi, and they're the cutest fucking thing to ever exist. I never knew what true love meant to me until I hugged you. It's like when I hug you all of my problems disappear and I feel safe in your arms. Because you make me want to experience love with you. I could never tell anyone what exactly love is... but when I'm with you it makes me want to describe how it feels like to be in love with you and it hurts me so bad knowing that I hurt you badly and I would never hurt you again, Omi. And now I'm here to tell you that I love you and not Sachiro. I love you, Sakusa. You're my man and not the other guy." Atsumu poured out his emotions, tears welling up, and Sakusa gazed at his teary face. Without hesitation, Sakusa leaned down and kissed him, sealing their connection with a tender and affirming embrace.

Atsumu eyes were wide and blown out like a puffer fish as he didn't expect Sakusa to kiss him. However, when he understood the meaning he slowly closed his eyes and kissed Sakusa back.

The raindrops, like delicate witnesses, continued to cascade around them, echoing the rhythm of their shared heartbeat. As their lips met, the world seemed to fade away, leaving only the intoxicating melody of rainfall and the warmth of their joined souls.

Kissing Atsumu was soft. His lips were smooth, falling open at the brush of Sakusa's tongue. Welcoming him, making him feel just right.

It was a tender dance, each caress a silent promise of understanding and connection between them.

The delicate exchange spoke volumes, creating an intense atmosphere where vulnerability became a shared language, allowing them to express emotions without the need for any words.

Kissing Atsumu was hot. The little, breathy sounds he makes when Sakusa backs him up against the vending machine, grasping his hips as Sakusa sucked on his bottom lip. The heat intensified, becoming a symphony of desire.

The vibrations of Atsumu's breath against Sakusa's ear echoed the passion that consumed them, turning the secluded space near the vending machine into a secret haven for their unrestrained longing that they didn't quite understand from the beginning, and now they do.

Kissing Atsumu was desperate. Teeth tugging at his lips, fingers twined into his waist as he sloppily licked into his mouth. Like he can't get enough. Sakusa couldn't resist Atsumu.

In the urgency of their connection, every touch and taste became a plea for more—a desperate craving that echoed the depth of their longing. It was a wild, unbridled kiss where restraint surrendered to the primal need for closeness between them.

Kissing Atsumu was tender. A barely there press of Sakusa's lips against his. Shifting from the corner of his mouth to the center and then focusing on the rest of his face, then leaning in for another kiss before pulling away to stare lovingly into his eyes because that's what he deserves.

The tenderness lingered in the air, a sweet aftertaste of affection. Each kiss was a tribute, an acknowledgment of the hidden love they shared, leaving Atsumu feeling cherished and valued with all of this swirling emotions.

Atsumu's tears mingled with the rain, a fusion of vulnerability and unbridled joy as he stared back into Sakusa's eyes after that shared kiss.

The raindrops became witnesses to their emotional storm, as Atsumu's tears painted a picture of surrender and overwhelming happiness. However, the rain seem to stop now when they broke the kiss. The sun was starting to come out and the grey clouds were no longer visible.

As the sun emerged, dispelling the grey clouds, Sakusa continued to cradle Atsumu's face.

"Do you know how fucking scared I was when I drove to your house and your mother told me you weren't there? And that she didn't know where you were? I was so scared that something bad happened to you, and I would never let myself live it down if anything ever happened to you, Atsumu."

Atsumu shifted uncomfortably but couldn't help when mischievous grin appeared on his face.

"Well, about that. I may or may not be jealous of Hinata. That was another reason how I found out that I love you..." he confessed, looking away sheepishly.

Sakusa stared at him, amused, a raised eyebrow inviting an explanation. "So you were jealous, then?" he questioned.

Atsumu nodded, rolling his eyes playfully, still avoiding direct eye contact though.

Sakusa quietly chuckled, shaking his head faintly.

"You're so cute, Atsumu. Maybe I should try making you jealous more often, huh?" he joked.

Atsumu swiftly turned his head, glaring at Sakusa. "Don't you fucking dare!" he warned, the threat laced with both sincerity and a hint of playfulness. The tension from earlier dissolved into a lighthearted exchange, the sun shining down on them.

Sakusa's chuckle lingered as he teasingly responded, "Oh, come on, Atsumu. Just a little friendly competition to keep things interesting."

Atsumu couldn't resist a smirk, challenging Sakusa with a glint in his eyes. "You're on, but fair warning – I play dirty," he retorted, playfulness dancing in the air between them.

Sakusa raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "Dirty, huh? I'm looking forward to it."

"I'm just kidding, Omi! Look what happened, I don't ever wanna be jealous again! I love you, Omi!" Atsumu quickly says while hugging Sakusa again.

Sakusa couldn't help but be flabbergasted. He laughed a little but he hugs Atsumu back nevertheless and reassured him that they were just joking after all.