You can't help but think of the future especially now when Nationals are over and third year is looming right over head, it's scary how so may things could go wrong and stop you both from reaching that desired end you both crave for. The warm entangling fingers scruffs and bunches your hair into his hands, blinking you look up seeing the sharp lines of his jaw and the detailed features on his handsome neck.
Sakusa feels your gaze onto him he smiles looking down seeing you awake after having a power nap from a heated makeout session which did turn into a heated messy scene in which he had to carry you all the way into the bathroom and wash you up. Now laying in his lap cuddling into his waist you can't help these thoughts circle you now.
Before you knew that volleyball was your path but seeing as now you have him you can't help but get all giddy about it. The possibility to live and work with him feels you with joy, you can't help cracking a smile his way.
"What's got you all smiley?" His deep shocking voice also smiles happy to see you feel the same, these times were his favourite times not that he enjoyed making you scream out in pure bliss cumming from his big dick but he liked how calm everything was when it was just you two.
Stroking his fine ass pale cheek feeling the soft texture beneath your fingertips and making him lean down for a kiss so sweetly as it maybe you still grin like some lovesick idiot which at this point you might as well be.
"Just thinking about us and the future." You say sweetly turning back around cuddling further into his stomach as Sakusa too positions the both of you on the sofa now squished embracing each other.
Soon this time will come to an end as second year ends new beginnings open up, the path still being paved as the bright horizon blinds you both will you take the step forward into the unknown.
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