𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘢𝘵𝘴𝘶𝘮𝘶 𝘵𝘦𝘹𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘯𝘶𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳 𝙩𝙬𝙞𝙘𝙚.
𝘂𝗻𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝗻𝘂𝗺𝗯𝗲𝗿: yoo samu whre u att? come to tershimuas. imm wasssstedd pikk up me.
a half text fic that includes spicy fits, plans, past toxic relations...
the day of their forsaken anniversary finally came, and both males were getting ready:
sakusa was dressed in a black hoodie, beige baggy jeans, a light brown flannel, and black and grey jordan's. His curls were bouncier and sleeker than usual due to the hair products that were meticulously added.
he was currently double-checking his pockets, making sure he had his black mask, a pack of hand wipes, and a tiny bottle of hand sanitizer.
After making sure he had all his essentials, he grabbed his wallet and car keys off of his kitchens countertop, and exited his apartment.
When he arrived by his car, he sat down in the drivers seat and sent atsumu a quick text.
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s: lmk when you're ready. Ill come pick you up.
as atsumu reread the text sakusa sent, he started freaking out, and shuffling through his clothes like his life depended on it.
he'd gotten out of the shower ages ago, and had been spending a few hours looking through his closet for something to wear.
now sakusa was ready and waiting to pick him up, and he still wasn't sure what he wanted to wear. he needed his outfit to be perfect, and suddenly all his clothes, which were now spread out all over his rooms floor, seemed to look so ratchet.
since he was on the verge of almost crying from stress and smudging his makeup, he grabbed a random pair of baggy jeans, an oversized tshirt, and air forces, and went to go grab his wallet off his bedside table.
on his way out, he checked himself out real quick in the mirror, making sure he hadn't smudged his eyeliner or his pink eyeshadow, and left his and his brothers shared apartment.
———————————— sakusa's fit:
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atsumu's fit:
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——————————— (back to the story)
atsumu was almost outside when he realized he was getting picked up by sakusa. they weren't going to the male separately and then meeting up there, omi was going out of his way to pick atsumu up.
just that thought made atsumus stomach flutter.
this wasn't part of his original plan, but thinking about it now, maybe sakusa wanted this to be a date?
no. no that's ridiculous.
anyways, whether or not omi omi thought this was a date, didn't matter, because one day, they'll actually be going on dates.
———————————— the funny thing is
while atsumu was freaking out over sakusa picking him up, sakusa hadn't even spared a thought on why he was.
he always picked up komori either way, how's this time different with atsumu?
