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.
A collection of short drabbles that follow Atsumu as he navigates through this strange transition with you of being close friends since childhood to something possibly more.
A collection of short drabbles that follow Suna through the affections he knows he shouldn’t have for you, his best friend, because he’s terrified of what this may mean.
two year after breaking up with your ex osamu you have moved on with your life. you finally get a big roll in an up coming tv show after years of small insignificant rolls. when you find out that your co-star is suna rintaro, your ex’s best friend who you despise, you plan on dropping the roll. however, suna isn’t exactly how you remember and for some reason you start catching feelings.
pairings:suna x fem!reader & osamu x fem! reader
genre:angst!
tropes:actor!suna, actor!osamu, enemies to lovers, exes to lovers
warnings:18+, love triangle, cheating, toxic relationships, unrequited love, (+more to be announced)
taglist:(open)
status:starting after “traitor”
cast
SEASON ONE
episode one
y/n nervously awaits to hear news from her agent on whether she got her dream acting job or not.
[a/n] : this ‘drabble’ turned out to be more like a small fic hehe, but this is for the lovely @peacheat and i truly hope you like it babe
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It’s been a hot minute since you’ve last been to a party. Life has been kicking your butt and the days that you were free, you either wanted to get away from everyone and recharge your social battery or spend time with your dog. Some might say you’re missing out on life’s great opportunities. One of them being none-other than your boyfriend, Miya Osamu.
The persistent younger twin would try almost anything to get you out of the house and ‘have some fun’, but you beg to differ though. Clearly, you both have different perspectives of the word ‘fun’.
It’s not that you hate to go to parties. Well, only the ones where you don’t know the people attending. It makes you feel anxious and extremely uncomfortable and that’s why you rather spend your time at home doing your own thing.
However, Osamu doesn’t know this fact about you. You refuse to tell him about your anxiety, due to your own pride. Osamu can be very perceptive at times and you have no doubt that he might have speculated something, especially every time you text or call him to cancel.
Osamu thought it was more or less a phase you’re going through or because of your reserved nature. He meant to ask you why you keep declining every party invitation, but when he does you would skillfully divert the subject. Sometimes it would irk Osamu how persistent you are at avoiding the topic, but he also respects your boundaries, which is why he never blatantly drags you to a party himself.
