Mr. Bartender // SakuAtsu

Chapter 2

Saturday

Atsumu starts waking up with a yawn, and he looks around. He almost stumbles off the couch as he stretches out under his blanket. Once he finally gets himself up, he checks his phone for the time. '12:29 pm' was shown, along with a message notification.

'Jeez I slept a while, 'm gonna answer Sho after I get ready.' Atsumu thinks as he gets off the couch. Every morning, when he wakes, changes, eats, brushes his teeth, and does his hair. He'll shower in his usual morning routine.

Today wasn't much different, except he dressed in a white button up long sleeve, black ripped jeans, and a chain, a little fancier than what he'd wear every other day. He left a few of the top buttons, unbuttoned, and rolled his sleeves up a bit. He looks over himself in his full body mirror, up and down, and turning around.

"I look good enough for the bar." He declares before turning around to snatch his phone off his bed and unlock it.

Sho

Hey 'Tsumu we're gonna meet at the bar around 7 tonight. 

Oh also try to get along with Oikawa-san this time?

'Tsum

Gotcha and I'll try.

Sho

Great! See ya later!

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Atsumu then grabs his keys and shoves his phone into his pocket to go do some errands. Once he locks his door, he gets into his car and drives to the store.

As he parks his car, he notices a curly haired male wearing a mask, who walks into the same  store he needs to go into. The male had caught his attention and he hurriedly got out of the car and went into the store, stopping in front of the doors to take a deep breath first.

Atsumu lost track of the male, so he decided to go get what he needed to get. Walking into the cleaning isle, he saw the sanitizing wipes and dish soap. He walked over, keeping his head sort of low to avoid human interactions.

As he stood next to the shelves, he bent down to see where the exact kind of wipes he needed, were. People walked by, but he ignored them, acting like nobody else was there. Finally finding the wipes he needed, '99.9% kills germs. Just what I needed.' He thought to himself.

Completely unaware of his surroundings, he stood up, just to get a chin smashed into the top of his head.

"Ouch! Shit!" He whisper-yells, grabbing onto his head, grimacing in pain.

"Shit. Uh... are you okay?" The mystery person asks.

"Well obviously n-" Atsumu turns around just to stop mid sentence at the sight of who it was. 'The curly haired guy?' His thoughts go wild.

"Never mind. 's fine, 'm okay." He then quickly grabs the sanitizing wipes and dish soap before rushing the pay then leave as fast as he can.

In his car, he mumbles to himself, leaving the parking lot and driving straight home. "Dammit."

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Atsumu's phone alarm goes off at 6:30 pm. 30 minutes before they meet up. While he was waiting for it to be time to leave, he was watching T.V and trying to forget what had happened at the store.

Grabbing his phone to shut the alarm off, he quickly texts Hinata.

'Tsum

'm leaving now. Be there soon

Atsumu, shuts his phone off, shoves it into his pocket, goes to the door, pulls on his shoes, then grabs his keys and goes out the door.

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20 minutes later, Atsumu reaches the bar. He sees Hinata and Oikawa waiting outside the bar.

Parking his car, he steps out. He waves to the two waiting and walks towards them. Oikawa smirks, "Trying to impress someone?" He teases, looking Atsumu up and down.

The blond scoffs and right afterwards, they're sticking their tongues out at each other. Hinata looks between the two, dumbfounded. "Are you guys serious..." He mumbles, grabbing their arms and dragging them inside. "Hey!" They yell, completely in sync. "You guys said you'd try to get along."

As Hinata drags them through the bar and over to their chosen spots at the counter, Atsumu notices a certain someone on the other side of the bar. He smirks slyly. Though, pulling him out of his thoughts, Oikawa waves something in his face.

"Waddya want?" Atsumu grumbles. Oikawa snickers behind his own hand that was held in front of his mouth. 

"Nothing~" Oikawa teases, "Just seeing you lost in a daze from a certain someone." The male shrugs.

'What- he saw me lookin' at em?' Atsumu gets lost in his thoughts once again, unaware that his face looks pissed off.

"HEY HEY HEY 'Tsum 'Tsum and Kawa!" Bokuto yells over the music and chatters within the bar. Both boys smile in return. Atsumu glances up and sees Akaashi wave with a smile. He does the same in return.

"Hey you two." Kuroo calls before he takes a shot.

Oikawa then skips over to Bokuto and Kuroo as Atsumu takes a seat next to Hinata and Akaashi. "Are you drinkin' too?" Atsumu asks Akaashi, he shakes his head. "Not exactly. I'm more here to watch Bokuto-san and also Kuroo- san for Kenma." Atsumu makes an O with his mouth in understanding.

Suddenly, a moment later, a man is standing in front of Atsumu, "Would you like anything to drink?" He asks, "Hmm..."

"Oh I'll try a margarita." Atsumu says, not paying attention to who the bartender was.

After getting his drink, he finished it and continued to get different drink, a cocktail.

A second later, Atsumu finally looks up and completely stops talking to Hinata and stops arguing with Oikawa. The others were mildly drunk except Akaashi.

They all notice where Atsumu was lost, completely staring at the tall, curly haired, and masked bartender. They snicker and move down a seat to give him a little space, wondering what's gonna happen.

''s him...' 

The man is wiping down a glass, ensuring it's all dry and clean. He just barely notices Atsumu staring up at him from the stool he's sitting on. The man then puts the glass down, grabbing another glass, glancing down at the blond. "Do you need something?" After drinking a bit, fully aware of his actions and what he's saying, Atsumu smirks and responds.

"Another drink would be nice."

The bartender puts the dried glass down, leaning on the counter and looking down at the other. "What's on your mind?" Atsumu chuckles ever so slightly, adding a small smirk while looking into his drink. "A tall drink of..."

Glancing up at the bartender's name tag through hooded eyes, "Kiyoomi." He continues, smirking as another glass gets dried.

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I'll continue this bar conversation in the next chapter

Hope you enjoy it so far