Mr. Bartender // SakuAtsu

Chapter 7

"Your smile..."

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Chapter continuation

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For a moment, Kiyoomi thought he saw more in Atsumu's eyes. Something deep and hidden inside him. But what?

Realizing what was said, the blond boy started flailing his hands around, blush creeping onto his face. "Ah, sorry! Sorry! Sorry!" He rambles on, over and over again until he hears Kiyoomi chuckle. A low yet soft and comforting chuckle.

That made Atsumu blush even more and hide his face.

"Atsumu," Kiyoomi starts. The blond peeks through his hands, "Are you okay now?"

He thinks for a moment, face still hidden. Soon enough he uncovers his face and responds. "Yeah 'm okay now. Thank ya." The smile Atsumu gave, completely warmed Kiyoomi's heart. The soft, bright, warm, dreamy smile. 

'What is this feeling..' Kiyoomi thinks to himself. All he knows is that he feels comfortable, safe, and happy around this boy. He doesn't even feel disgusted by germs. Even when he first met him at the store, he didn't feel any need to get rid of germs when he touched him, even when they slept together.

This time Kiyoomi was lost in thought. Thinking about the male on the floor in front of him.

Standing up, just barely in his thoughts, he puts a hand out, offering Atsumu help. Which the blond hesitantly agreed to the helping hand. Once both were standing on their feet, they slowly let each other's hand go, missing the warmth almost immediately.

Though, Atsumu still feels weird and awkward around the taller male, he can't help but feel butterflies inside.

"Um, Atsumu?" Kiyoomi asks before they start their walk to the gym since they've both been gone longer than 5 minutes. "Mhm?" He replies with a small tilt of his head.

'Cute.. Wait what-' Clearing his throat, he speaks.

"Can we talk about Saturday?" His tone was softer than before and had a hint of something that Atsumu couldn't tell what it was.

Suddenly, Atsumu's reactive and jumpy like he was when Kiyoomi first introduced himself to the team.

The blond pulled his phone out, checking the time and seemingly to message someone. "Ah! Sorry, I gotta go. Samu's callin' me!" He says quickly, basically running off. Leaving the ravenette standing there, frozen in his spot. He frowns, thankful nobody was around to see.

"Did I do something?" He whispers to himself.

His feelings are flying all over throughout his body. Sadness, confusion, need, happiness. But there's something he doesn't understand. This warm fluttery feeling that appeared when Atsumu smiled at him.

Sighing, Kiyoomi decides to go back to their practice. Hoping he'd forget about what happened with Atsumu.

As he enters the gym from the hallway, he sees Atsumu. Changed with his gym bag, waving to Hinata and Bokuto as he walks out the back doors and into the parking lot. "Bye 'Tsum 'Tsum!" He hears the owl looking one yell, waving frantically with his usual wide grin plastered on his face. Then he hears Hinata speak.

"Get better 'Tsumu!" He calls out to the blond.

'Huh? He's not feeling good?' He thinks to himself once more, this time extra confused.

He takes a breath and then walks to where the volleyballs are, and takes one out of the bin. He then starts to practice his serving. Not knowing that most of his teammates and the coach are watching, he throws the ball up, taking a few steps into a jump and then using his flexible wrist and hand to slam the ball onto the other side of the court with a strong spin and crazy curve.

His feet land safely onto the floor. Without warning, Hinata and Bokuto surround him, spitting jibberish as he couldn't properly understand their words from talking over one another.

What he did catch, in fact, was the mention of Atsumu.

"What did you say?" His tone was stricter sounding than intended. "Uh, that was a crazy cool serve, Sakusa-san?" Hinata repeats making it sound almost like a question.

Shaking his head he scoffs.

"No. What did you say about Atsumu." Sounding a little too interested in the blond, the hyper boys catch on.

"Oh! That it's too bad he couldn't see your serve-" Before Hinata can continue, Bokuto interjects. "Because he went home feeling sick." He smirks, trying to keep it subtle, which didn't exactly work.

'Why'd he come if he was sick?' Kiyoomi questions, only in his thoughts. Not wanting to sound any more interested in Atsumu.

Before anything else can be said, Kiyoomi walks away from the other two.

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With Atsumu

'Ugh! Why did he have to join our team..' Atsumu whines in his thoughts as he leaves the gym.

Checking the time on his phone, he sees that practice will be over soon, so he quickly leaves before Kiyoomi can catch up to him.

"Whyd did he even have to ask about Saturday!" Atsumu grits his teeth, not realizing he was speaking out loud.

He ruffled his own hair.

After some time, he got home. He decided to take a shower at home to avoid Kiyoomi further.

Atsumu went inside his apartment, locking the door behind himself as he took his shoes off and hung his keys up.

The blond had work today so he went to take a quick shower, a hot shower, washing away the sweat but bringing back the memories of Kiyoomi. "Shit." Atsumu curses as he remembers everything that happened during that Saturday night with Kiyoomi. And now, the new memories of today. One of Kiyoomi smiling, talking, and taking care of him. All of the memories he's made already.

Kiyoomi was unaware of these thoughts Atsumu had.

Atsumu knew he had to go to practice with Kiyoomi from now on. And that made him panic. Not in a bad way, but in a way that he'd want to be with Kiyoomi again.

After his shower, one that was supposed to be quick but turned out longer than expected, Atsumu had a small nap and then went to work. Unaware of what will happen.

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Hey! This chapter is shorter than the others, but the next chapter will be longer since there will be some events!

And don't worry, we'll be back with Bartender Kiyoomi very soon!

Guess we'll see who shows up at the cafe where Atsumu works in the next chapter.

Have a great day/night!

~Spirit_Kawa