Thread by @cinnamonulove

#SakuAtsuWeek2023 Day 4: Confessions

It's no secret that Sakusa and Atsumu are pining for each other, but MSBY decide to take matters into their own hands when their longing stares and lingering touches become so embarrassingly cringe that it distracts players during practice.

With Operation Matchmaking finally a go, they start off small.

"Does anyone want a coupon to that new sport store?" Hinata asks casually, like he hadn't spent two weeks carefully placing ads for the store in both Atsumu and Sakusa’s mailboxes just to trigger their curiosity.

"Yes, I saw they're having a sale on a show brand I wanted to buy," Sakusa says, toeing his own shoes.

"And I need new kneepads! I can't find mine anywhere."

Hinata makes a sympathetic sound, stuffing Atsumu’s kneepads deeper in his bag.

"Great! Let's go now," Hinata smiles.

As they exit the gym, Hinata gives the fakest sigh of his life and turns to them apologetically.

"Aw, I just remembered that I don't actually need anything."

Sakusa squints and Atsumu frowns, suspicious. Hinata pushes them both out the door.

"Hope you guys have fun!"

Everyone on the team tries something along these lines, whether it's forcing them to pair up for drills, or mentioning "how shredded Atsumu's looked lately!" when Sakusa is in ear range (Inunaki almost vomits after saying this).

But no matter what they try, every plan fails.

Bokuto bails on them last minute after inviting them to a romantic movie, but sits behind their seats in the theater, seeting in frustration when all they do is whisper about how dumb the plot is instead of feeling any kind of romance in the air.

Meian goes as far to slip a bouquet of flowers (black and yellow for MSBY) in Kiyoomi’s locker with Atsumu's name on the card, but even this fails when Kiyoomi takes one look at them and tells Atsumu, "You know black roses and yellow carnation symbolize death and disdain, right?"

Even worse, Sakusa and Atsumu’s pining had increased exponentially since MSBY started trying to set them up.

The quick glances and touches had escalated into full on bedroom eyes and aggressively suggestive trash talk.

"Your ass is mine! I'm gonna pound it hard, Miya!"

The team collectively shuddered. Although it was only borderline sexual, no one needed that kind of imagery on their mind during a practice match.

"Oh yeah? Well I'll knock you up, Omi-kun!"

"The correct phrase," Inunaki says, tears in his eyes. "Is knock you out. /Out/."

Finally, having reached their wits end, the team resorts to the last desperate measure left in their arsenal.

They lock Sakusa and Atsumu in the storage closet together.

"What the hell? Open the door!" Atsumu pounds on the closet door as Bokuto moves a heavy table on the other side, barricading then in.

"Sorry guys," he says without sounding sorry at all. "But the mutual pining is getting really old! You're stuck here until someone confesses."

"How annoying," Sakusa sighs once Bokuto's footsteps have faded. He sneers at their dusty surroundings. "They couldn't have locked us in a place that was a little more hygienic?"

Atsumu huffs out a laugh. He reaches for Sakusa and pulls him in by the hips, smirking.

"This matchmaking might be getting out of hand," he murmurs, lowering his head into the crook of Sakusa’s neck. Sakusa hums and lifts a hand to card through Atsumu’s hair.

"So, is it finally time to confess to them that we've actually been dating for months?"

Sakusa snorts. "Nah. Let's torture them for a couple more days. I wanna see if we can make Inunaki cry for real."

Atsumu presses a kiss to his jawline. "You're scary, Omi."

"You wouldn't have me any other way," Sakusa says, assured, and tangles their fingers together.

posting all my skts week stuff many days late and also out of order 😩 this is what happens when u don't plan beforehand LMFAO