"Come on, Kiyoomi! Just tell me!"
"For the millionth time Motoya, I don't have a 'special someone', or whatever you called it."
Frowning and running to catch up to his cousin, Komori lightly punched Sakusa on the shoulder.
"There's gotta be someone! I know you, you don't just smile when someone texts you - not even when it's me or your mom, you still leave us on delivered for hours!"
"What if I'm not texting someone?"
Komori scrunched his nose. "If that's gonna be your excuse, mute your phone."
"Then I would miss a text."
Sakusa, realising he had accidentally slipped up, rolled his eyes and threw his backpack at his cousin.
"Whatever. Maybe I'm texting someone, what does it matter to you?"
Komori grinned and slung an arm around his cousin as they sat down on the train. He dug around in Sakusa's bag that had been thrown at him moments prior, pulling out the olders phone and unlocking it, grinning as he went to the 'messages' app.
"What do you think you're doing, Motoya?"
"What do you think I'm doing? I'm going to see who you spend so much time texting, duh."
"Absolutely you are not. Give me that!"
Swinging the phone just out of Sakusa's reach, Komori opened the most recent contact, grinning ear to ear.
"Ushiwaka-kun, eh?"
Reading through the messages between the two, Komori scowled. "You've left Ushikawa-kun on delivered for the past three days."
"It's probably unimportant - normally messages from him are just very awkward selfies with his boyfriend."
Giggling as he swiped through the most recent messages of all of his contents, he clicked on the only one he didn't recognize.
"Who is Kageyama, huh?"
Kiyoomi frowned this time, trying to steal his phone back. "Do you not remember him? He was at the youth training camp, from Karasuno."
"Oh , oh! The one with black hair, yeah? Is he the 'special someone'?"
Sakusa shook his head and Komori frowned. "It's hard when you only have like 15 contacts, and none of them have any out-of-the-ordinary messages."
"Well maybe there isn't a 'special someone' I've been texting, I already told you-"
Sakusa was interrupted by a ping, signifying he had gotten a notification. Komori jumped, clicking on it and finding himself being lead to the Instagram messaging system.
atsu.moo: heyyyyy omi-omi
atsu.moo: can we video call again today?
atsu.moo: or i can run over to your house and we can bake a cake together🏃💨
atsu.moo: omi?
sakusakiyoomi (motoya texting though!): heyyyy baby -3-
atsu.moo: .
atsu.moo: did ya drink hand sanitizer
sakusakiyoomi: nope ;)
sakusakiyoomi: do come over though ;)
atsu.moo: on second thought, i think i hear samu calling me
Snatching the phone back, Sakusa shoved Komori away enough that he wouldn't be able to instantly take the phone back, although he most likely would be able to read over his shoulder.
sakusakiyoomi: sorry atsu, that was my cousin
atsu.moo: ohh that makes sense ;)
atsu.moo: ..
atsu.ooo: can i still come over to bake a cake
sakusakiyoomi: sure, just ignore the fact that motoya will be in the living room. he's weird but you'll get used to it.
atsu.moo: yay!! i'll be over in 30, i just finished practice and i need to shower ;-;
atsu.moo: i can also stop at a store on the way and get a cake mix :D
sakusakiyoomi: no don't, you said you prefer making cake from scratch right? i have the stuff, just shower and you'll be good
atsu.moo: okay!! see ya soon, omi!
"Atsu, huh~? Must be special if you're that nice to them, huh?"
"Shut up, Motoya, and it's Atsumu to you. Actually, no, just call him Miya since Osamu won't be there."
"Atsumu Miya? You're friends with Atsumu Miya from Inariaki?"
"What about it?"
"Didn't seem like your type. But then again, I've never seen your type, since you've never been interested in anyone before."
"What do you mean by 'my type'? I don't have a type."
"Okay, okay. Whatever you say."
x
There was a knock on the door whilst Sakusa was in the bathroom taking a shower, so naturally Komori was the one to answer it, finding a taller boy waiting at the entrance with a plastic bag in his hands.
"Hey Omi!"
Upon looking the figure who was most certainly not Kiyoomi up and down, Atsumu's face lit up.
"You must be Komori, Omi-kun's cousin!"
"That would be me! He's in the shower right now, but if you don't mind we could talk a little while we wait?"
"Sure thing~!"
Setting the plastic bag down, Atsumu sat down on the white couch, opposite from Komori.
"So if you don't mind me asking, how often do you see Kiyoomi?"
"Well, we obviously don't go to the same school, but we normally video call for an hour or so in the evenings! And sometimes we even do sleepovers or bake stuff together, ya know?"
Making a mental note to tease his cousin next time he brought a slice of cake or a pastry for lunch, Komori nodded. "Sleepovers, huh? How often?"
"Whenever Omi's feelin' up ta it!"
In perfect timing, Sakusa stepped out of the bathroom, dressed in casual attire and glaring at his cousin who had moved his hand to Atsumu's shoulder.
"Hey Omi-kun! How ya doin'?"
Atsumu ran up to him, giving him a tight hug and smiling when it was returned, Sakusa smirking at his cousin who's eyes were wide.
"I'm doing fine, Atsu. Thanks for coming over today even if stupid Motoya is here."
"It's fine, he seems cool!"
Komori nodded and smiled, returning glare to his now smirking cousin.
"Of course I am. You must be 'Atsu', yes?"
Atsumu nodded, bopping Sakusa's nose when he scrunched his features. "Yeah, but just call me Atsumu, Omi-kun gets jelly."
Sakusa grumbled, squeezing tighter in the still lasting embrace, (and if you're counting, it's been certainly more than 20 seconds). "I'm not jealous, and it's Miya.."
"Don't listen to him, Komori-kun! You can call me Atsumu, no sweat."
"Sure, but I think I'll just stick with Miya for now, I'd rather not be glared at for the rest of eternity."
Atsumu laughed, sitting back down on the couch next to Kiyoomi with Komori still on the other side. Atsumu rest his head on Kiyoomi's shoulder and Kiyoomi smirked, if possible, even more at his gawking cousin.
"You know, Atsumu. He's not like this to absolutely anyone, not me or even his mom - you're special."
"Well I'd hope I am! We are-"
Sakusa pinched his cheek, Atsumu wrinkling his nose in return.
"-we are special friends, afterall."
"What?"
"Oh, whatever Atsu. He's bound to figure out one of these days - we're.. You know.."
"We're dating, Komori-kun. He just doesn't know how to say it."
"Atsu!"
x fin
i finished banana fish :D
and im going to cry again just thinking about it-