Sakusa's POV
~~~Timeskip to a lil bit after dinner~~~
I'm glad they didn't have practice today, but I still have to see Atsumu at dinner, which is now. Well not now. I put it off for 10 minutes because I didn't want to see him after whatever the fuck Komori said. But since I skipped lunch, I'm now very hungry.
I open my door but it seems to echo. And then, I look to my right.
What? The? Fuck?
Neither Atsumu nor I say anything. We only saw each other for a millisecond earlier. I want to admire him for a moment, now that he's here.
You can't blame me though, he's changed so much and looks even more bea- okay, thoughts, you can stop now.
The hallway seems to go silent for a few moments, until...
"I'm aware you wanted to stop talking to me. Although that's kinda impossible now. I'll ignore you from now on though except for practice if that's what you want." I say. Atsumu doesn't have any reaction.
After a few moments, I turn around to make my way to the cafeteria. However...
I feel Atsumu grab my shoulder.
"Ahh... Omi-kun..." He says. I tense at the sudden contact, afterall, I haven't had anyone touch me in 6 years.
"Did you just touch my shoulder?" I ask with a smirk on my face that's hidden beneath my mask.
I felt the urge to make the moment nostalgic, even though I know I shouldn't.
"I guess, why?" Atsumu asks, going along with what I was trying to get going.
I don't know how to respond. I remember what I said when we first met but I just can't...
"Don't. I've spent years trying to forget you, Miya Atsumu." I say, this time, my voice has lost its playful tone.
I feel Atsumu's hand lift off of my shoulder.
"I'm... sorry..." He says with a shaky voice.
No. No no no no no no no. I'm not supposed to miss the feeling of his hand. I... I want it back...
Of course, it's not like I can say so, so I leave for the cafeteria.
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Only His Touch || SakuAtsu
FanfictionSakusa Kiyoomi, a volleyball player who can not stand germs nor overly extroverted people that try to befriend him. When he goes to a training camp, a certain Miya Atsumu touches his shoulder, but for whatever reason, he doesn't seem to mind. Who co...
