Atsamu's POV
~~~timeskip to after dinner~~~
I say my goodnights to Omi-Omi and Komori and then make a b-line for my room. I close the door behind me and sit down, by back sliding against the door. I bury my face which I'm like 99% sure is beet red in my hands.
I think I like him. Shit I REALLY think I like him.
I grab my phone from my jacket pocket.
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samu🙄
Me:
SAMU
Me:
SAMU
Me:
SAMU
Me:
SAMU
samu🙄:
???
Me:
HELPIPJ!PWM-()&!@))(
samu🙄:
What???
Me:
FUCJ AGHH THIS IS LIKE TOTALLY AWKWARD LOL
Me:
BUT LIKE,,, HOW DID YOU KNOW YOU LIKED SUNA???
samu🙄:
Oooooooooh someone has a crushhhhhhh
Me:
JSJDSJDJJSDJDSSJ SHUT UP!?<:!L#_^%&*&
samu🙄:
Stop having a seizure lmao-
samu🙄:
Wait why are you asking me? You've liked people before
Me:
WELL THIS TIME ITS A GUY AND IT FEELS LIKE WAY DIFFERENT THAN ANY OF MY PAST CRUSHES
samu🙄:
Lol how have you never liked a guy before I-
samu🙄:
Literally you're gayer than me and I have a boyfriend
Me:
QWIUDNCSJIEBDN SHUT!!!
samu🙄:
Okay,,, well like how does it feel different besides the obvious "first gay crush"
Me:
Aghhhh idk??
Me:
Its just like,,, when I normally like a girl,,, I'll think she's rlly pretty and THEN ill get to know her better and eventually ill start to kinda like her personality after a long time
Me:
GSVDUHJDJ IK IT SOUNDS SHALLOW BUT DONT SAY ANYTHING-
Me:
But like,,, with this guy,,, obviously I thought he was attractive and so like I obvi struck up a convo yk,,, but like,,, as soon as we started talking I started to like REALLY like his personality and stuff yk,,, I just... AGH IDK SDJSJDJSJD
samu🙄:
Wow thats a lot I-
samu🙄:
To me it sounds like ✨🌈 💞LoVe✨🌈 💞
Me:
AWOBDLJQUOBJ SHUSHHH I WANT REAL ADVICE PLS SAMU
samu🙄:
Okay fine,,, i would have said you were mistaking platonic feelings for romantic ones but this seems like,,, rlly serious,,, well you like just met him today so i wouldn't actually call it love yet but holy shit i can tell youre in for a wild ride-
Me:
GVWASCIUBSICKN ALL THAT DID WAS SCARE ME YA JERK😡😡😡
samu🙄:
Look,,, i gotta head out bc Rin just got here but like good luck ig
Me:
BITHC DONT "good luck ig" ME YOU FUCKER HELP ME(*)@*W)*!@*(
Delivered
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I throw my phone on the bed and curse Samu under my breath.
Soon enough I let out a sigh and stand up. I walk over to pick up my phone to open the camera app just to make sure I don't look like I was just panicking, which I thankfully don't. I shove my phone into my pocket and leave my room to splash some water in my face at the sinks.
I exit the dorm floors bathroom after drying my face and I see him
"Omi-kun~!" I coo as I walk over to him. "Miya, I thought you were going to bed." He says nonchalantly. "Well I was but then I had to use the bathroom." I say.
"Ew." Omi-Omi says.
"Omi-kun, I know yer germaphobic but everyone uses the bathroom." I say. "Still, it's gross. Can you change the topic?" He asks with an irritated tone. "Aww Omi-kun, that means ya want to keep talking to me?~" I ask in a singsong voice.
"No but you don't seem to be moving so I would rather talk about something other than... that... if we had to talk." He says.
Ah yes, of course, Omi-Omi didn't want to talk to me. I forgot that even if I did like him, it would be one-sided.
"Ah, well on that note I probably should go back to bed then. Goodnight Omi-kun~!" I say. I turn on my heel to go back to my room.
"Ah... Miya?" Omi-Omi says. I turn around to face him again. "Well umm... is there anyway I could have your number?" He asks. My eyes widen. "The anti-social and prickly Omi-kun asking for me, the popular and pretty guy's number? What an unlikely turn of events~" I tease. "I don't think you're popular or pretty but yes, I do want your number." He says. "Mean Omi-kun~! But I suppose I could give you my number." I say.
Sakusa pulls out his phone, along with a sanitary wipe and completely wipes his phone down. I stand there for a good minute just watching him clean his phone, neither of us speaking, but the silence isn't awkward like it usually is for me, this silence is comfortable.
I then tell Sakusa my phone number and he punches it into his contacts. "So I guess it's goodnight now, Omi-kun~" I coo.
"Yeah... G'night Miya."
I grin as I walk back to my room, since I'm bubbling with excitement
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