Omi-omi have been staring at me a lot today.
Sakusa's POV
Do I like him? I'm confused. I don't know. I don't know what I like about him either. I want to know.
So I stared at him intently. From his stupid pee-coloured hair to his no-brand shoes. My eyes followed him wherever he go. I mean, he can't go far cause we're holding hands. My teammates are getting the wrong idea, not that I mind anyways.
Well I guess he's kinda cute?
Whenever he's watching other people play, his eyes sparkle just like a kid and kinda it's cute.
Whenever he forgets that his holding hands with me and stand up just to trip and fall, it's cute.
Whenever he accidentally meets me in the eye and starts to blush it's very cute.
Even now when I caught him staring at me and is desperately trying to pull away is very cute.
And now when he's shocked but embarrassed at the same time is also very very cute.
Oops. Did I say it out loud.
"..." he (said).
"... cu-cute..?"
"Yes. Even know you're very cute." I added.
"Wha-"He stepped back and accidentally tripped on his legs.
"Watch out."
I pulled the hand I was holding and grabbed him by the waist.
I think I wouldn't make it till tomorrow.
-Atsumu Miya
No one's POV
The whole team watched as they blatantly flirted with each other.
How are they not dating?
"Atsumu-san, you're not very manly are you?" Hinata teased.
"SHUT UP! AT LEAST I HAVE A BIGGER DICK THAN ALL OF YOU!" Atsumu shouted, trying to cover up his embarrassment.
"That's not true, I have the biggest one." Bokuto added. "Even Akaashi said so."
"And I'm pretty sure I have a bigger one than yours. Want me to show you?" Sakusa smirked.
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU GUYS TALKING ABOUT! GO HOME!" Shugo shouted from across the hall before the boys could start stripping.
Sakusa's POV againnnn
Well I think I know now.
Atsumu is cute.
And I'm gay
For him.
:)))))))))) yess exams are not over yet but bl is more important than that.
I just enjoy writing this and I'm very happy y'all are reading it.
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Punishment (sakuatsu)
RomanceSakusa and atsumu have to hold hands for a week during practice as a punishment for fighting during practice. As much as they hate each other, they don't feel like letting go of their hands. *Timeskip* (I DON'T OWN THE ARTWORK ON THE COVER. CREDITS...
