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atsumu groaned as he sat down on an empty seat beside kenma. he kept on whining and complaining, sakusa almost smacking his head if it weren't for the stupid rule about physical contact.
"for the love of god, miya, please shut your mouth."
"omi-kuuun, i jus' wanna go homeee."
the devil rested his head on the table, facing sakusa who had his arms crossed. atsumu grabbed this opportunity to observe the angel.
he wasn't wearing any coat today, but wore a face mask instead. atsumu noticed how sakusa's hair almost covered his eye.
"omi-kun, yer hair is getting longer."
sakusa looked at atsumu as he didn't expect him to notice. komori didn't even notice so he was shocked that atsumu did.
"yeah, i'm gonna get it cut soon."
"don't."
sakusa raised his brow.
"and why?"
"it looks good on ya."
"i can't see properly because of my hair, though."
"just wear clips. i swear you'll look great."
sakusa scrunched his nose as he looked away, glancing at the students who were lining up to buy food.
"omiii, give me attentiooon."
atsumu whined again. sakusa was supposed to get pissed at him, but he didn't understand why he was smiling a little behind his mask.
"what do you want, you big baby?"
"i'm bored."
"and? what do you want me to do? entertain you?"
"yes? tell me stories about ya, omi."
"i don't have stories."
"that's impossible. don't ya have friends in heaven or somethin'?"
