Sakusa pulls on his jersey and begins working at the laces of his shoes. “How would whatwork?”
Gesturing vaguely, Atsumu continues, “Ya’ know—sex n’ stuff. I mean, you’re a big guy, you’d have to be pretty careful with her.”
Sakusa gives pause, stilling, before he turns to Atsumu, wholly displeased. “Are you seriously asking me this?”
“’M just wonderin’, in case it ever actually happens.” He shrugs, a grin tugging at his mouth.
The subtle taunt is caught by Sakusa who’s expression twists in irritation. Because since Atsumu discovered Sakusa’s little crush on you, he took every opportunity to tease the latter when he could. Including directly before a match when Atsumu knew you’d be watching from somewhere within the crowd.
“I’m not talking about this with you,” Sakusa says, rising from the bench.
He remembers, briefly, how this all began. How Atsumu had invited the team to his brother’s restaurant, and you’d been there too, engaged in conversation with Osamu as the team sat at a separate table.
Sakusa had been caught staring, and he wished he hadn’t.
“Ya’ lookin’ at somethin’?” Atsumu asked, leaning over to speak quietly, his stare moving from Sakusa to you.
“Why do you care?”
It was the wrong response, Sakusa understands this in hindsight, one that warranted suspicion from Atsumu until the realization happened upon him. Sakusa, consequently, found out that you were Osamu’s friend.
“His best friend, actually,” Atsumu said, almost pleased with himself. “If you’re interested, I’d be more than willin’ to talk to her for ya’.”
Sakusa had been readying to tell him to stop when Atsumu continued.
“But fair warnin’, 'Samu doesn’t like to share all too much.”
As if he’d heard, Osamu caught Sakusa’s eye, unconsciously reinforcing Atsumu’s statement with an expression that could only be described as protective,even when you kept speaking to Osamu, unaware of the unsettling exchange.
Now, Sakusa steps onto the court, hoping the drive of the match will take his mind elsewhere.
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Having spent past Walpurgis nights in relative solitude for over a decade, the stars aligned now in such way, that this year I was invited to spend it together with fellow photographer and occultista Anna Krajewski. Above are a few impressions of our little sabbath, as we explored a chapel built in follow to the execution of the region’s last witch, and ventured on through the forest, as the blue hour began. Finally we came to sit among tree roots descending towards a lake, in the company of myriads of bats and various waterfowl, a swan and last but not least a grey heron, sliding elegantly across the water’s mirroring surface…
Walpurgisnacht 2019 Having spent past Walpurgis nights in relative solitude for over a decade, the stars aligned now in such way, that this year I was invited to spend it together with fellow photographer and occultista…
