off the court | MSBY

9. That's what you named it?

Practice commenced as usual; stretches, serving drills, 3-on-3 games and laps for those who lost the games.
Oliver, Atsumu and Sakusa had just lost against Hinata, Inunaki and Meian and were on their second to last lap. The rest of the team had started tidying away, putting the balls back into the closet and began heading towards the showers.

The trio were about to finish their final lap before their couch beckoned them over.

"Yes coach?" Oliver asked.

"You go wash up, Barnes, I just need to talk to these two," Foster said seriously, making Atsumu and Sakusa swallow hard. Nodding, Oliver bowed and johhed towards the showers, leaving the pair alone with their coach.

Sakusa coughed awkwardly,"uhm, what did you want to talk to us about, Coach?"

Coach Foster took in a deep breath, his eyes darting between the faux blonde and the ravenette,"I just wanted to tell you two to make sure to not have your relationship interfere with your playing. And whatever lovers' quarrels you may have privately, please keep it out of games and try to focus. I noticed in the latest episode that you two were quite ahem, lovey dovey."

Atsumu's POV

Relationship?

Lovers' quarrels?

Lovey dovey?

My eyes widen in shock as I look over to Kiyoomi, his face unreadable yet still composed.

Is he mad? Is he upset? Is he equally as embarrassed as I am right now?

I was so lost in thought that I didn't even notice that he had opened his mouth to speak.

"Me and Atsumu aren't a couple yet," he blatantly says,"if that is all I'm going to take a shower."

YET?

SAKUSA KIYOOMI WHAT DO YOU MEAN YET?

Coach looked at him, mildly surprised and dismissed us. Omi was already a few steps ahead of me as he hurried towards the showers.

Running after him, I held onto his shoulder, stopping him in his tracks,"Omi, what the fuck?"

He tilts his head, confused,"what?"

"What do ya mean we aren't a couple yet?" I asked him nervously. He pushes my hair out of my face and holds my cheeks.

"Exactly what it sounds like, I want to date you,"he states,"unless I've got the wrong idea? You do like me right?"

Pause.

He knows I like him and he wants to date me?

The way he's looking at me has me weak; his lips are curled up into a gentle smile and his eyes are so full of love and want that he's practically melting me with the warmth. Keep your cool, Atsumu, you can't let him win this.

"Well- I've never said it upfront but I guess I've been a bit obvious, eh? Yes, Sakusa Kiyoomi. I like ya so much and I would love to date ya too," I say with all the confidence I had left.

His usual pale complexion transitions from a smooth ivory to a dusty rose, a deeper crimson on the apples of his cheeks. He's so cute.