WAIT #SakuAtsu SOULMATES AU but their soulmates chose someone else (Waka w/ Tendou & Kita w/ Aran). They can’t quite move on but they want to show their soulmates that they’re fine, so they sign up for a blind dating app with others who have been left behind by their soulmates.+
They both leave early from training, acting way too suspicious about their evening plans. Then they see each other on the bar where the matches are supposed to meet. Sakusa looks sharp in his navy blue button-down and Atsumu is dashing in his red silk top. +
They bathe in denial for a while. They approach other people, checking phones to see if the codes match with literally anyone else but their MSBY teammate. Sakusa is /livid/ as Atsumu approaches him with a sigh, the code similar to his unmistakeably flashed on Atsumu’s phone. +
They try to be cool about it. They talk about training, about the upcoming season. They talk about everything but the dangling strings around their ring fingers, limp and suffocatingly free.
Until Sakusa treads the line they dared not cross the whole night. “So who was it?” +
Until Sakusa treads the line they dared not cross the whole night. “So who was it?” +
Atsumu sighs, staring somberly at the dark red ribbon. “My high school captain, Kita-san. You?”
Sakusa traces the condensation on the beer bottle. “Wakatoshi.”
Atsumu whistles lowly at the name. “I guess I can see why that one stings.” Sakusa quirks an eyebrow. Atsumu chuckles—
Sakusa traces the condensation on the beer bottle. “Wakatoshi.”
Atsumu whistles lowly at the name. “I guess I can see why that one stings.” Sakusa quirks an eyebrow. Atsumu chuckles—
actually chuckles—for the first time that night. Sakusa lingers on the sound of his laughter before asking. “So why do you like Kita?”
Atsumu only looks at him incredulously. “Ya didn’t even tell me why ya like Wakatoshi.”
“Do I even have to?”
A beat. “Dammit. Point taken.” +
Atsumu only looks at him incredulously. “Ya didn’t even tell me why ya like Wakatoshi.”
“Do I even have to?”
A beat. “Dammit. Point taken.” +
Atsumu takes a swig of beer, a bittersweet smile tracing his lips. “He just cares so much, Omi. And he does what needs to be done, and he does it right. No shortcuts. No need for awards. Just takin’ it one day at a time.” An abrupt laugh. “It’s how he turned me down too.” +
“Hm. I like the way your captain thinks,” Sakusa says, amusement quirking his lips.
“Hey, get in line!” Atsumu fake scowls, brandishing his beer in front of Sakusa’s face. “The fuckin’ cosmos already chose me for him and he still didn’t choose /me/, so watch yer back, Omi-kun.”+
“Hey, get in line!” Atsumu fake scowls, brandishing his beer in front of Sakusa’s face. “The fuckin’ cosmos already chose me for him and he still didn’t choose /me/, so watch yer back, Omi-kun.”+
The movement makes his bar stool spin, makes their knees bump, their eyes meet. The sting of Atsumu’s response stays in the air, simmers with the pain in Sakusa’s chest.
Sakusa downs his beer, sets it down the table with finality. “Screw this soulmate bullshit.”
Sakusa downs his beer, sets it down the table with finality. “Screw this soulmate bullshit.”
Atsumu huffs a silent yet bitter laugh. Sakusa turns in his seat, facing Atsumu. “Fuck it. We don’t have to be miserable, right?”
“Omi.” He breathes the name more than says it, the sound as heavy as the hand on Atsumu’s knee and the look in Sakusa’s eyes.
“Let’s go home, Miya.”
“Omi.” He breathes the name more than says it, the sound as heavy as the hand on Atsumu’s knee and the look in Sakusa’s eyes.
“Let’s go home, Miya.”
[hold on im still deciding if i should just make this a really really long threadfic or if i should just dump in on my long list of wips lol]
I CAN’T DECIDE FOR MYSELF SO thread or fic? The fic might take a while (somewhere between this week until June IM SORRY OKAY IM STILL IN UNI). If thread it might be up within the week but it will be very very long... so...
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