Thread by @mmm_msby4

#sakuatsuweek2023 @sktsweek day 8, free day! | coffeeshop au, jealous omi!

that's the third time that barista's came to their table.

for what? first was their hand delivered drinks, second were extra tissues and now apparently, they had the opportunity to try out a new drink.

"it's just a sampler of our new offering this month. have some!" the red head said a little bit cheerfully, smiling down at atsumu.

too smiley. kiyoomi was suspicious. and annoyed.

"i'll try it." atsumu smiled back at the barista.

why is atsumu so nice to him anyway?

"omi, do ya want one?" atsumu asked kiyoomi seriously, lips pursing.

the barista lost his smile too when he looked over at kiyoomi.

oh. kiyoomi sees how it is.

"no, it's okay."

when the barista left, atsumu got back to his studying but

kiyoomi was now focused on the red-head by the counter who was stealing glances at atsumu.

after 5 minutes, he came back. again.

"hi, here's some water!"

atsumu looked up from his book and smiled wide at the thoughtfulness.

"oh, ya didn't have to, but thank ya!"

again with that pretty lips stretching to a sweet smile, atsumu looked up to the red-head.

kiyoomi could get anything atsumu wanted to, no need for him.

"its no bother. if you need anything else, just call me." he smiled at atsumu and was that a tissue with a number on it?

"aren't ya too nice, it's okay." atsumu insisted, and then the barista insisted back, then atsumu insisted again and kiyoomi's had enough.

"can you get me some sugar packets?" kiyoomi asked, interrupting the flirting session his boyfriend and a stranger were currently having.

"uuhhh.." the barista hesitated.

"come on omi, we were talkin'!"

"and he said if /we/ needed anything, he can do it. i need sugar packets."

atsumu rolled his eyes at kiyoomi.

"can ya please get him some?"

he saw the barista blush and say a "no problem" before walking away.

kiyoomi soon realized that it wasn't a good idea because a few seconds later, that barista came back smiling so wide, kiyoomi wanted to punch his teeth out.

and why is atsumu talking to him anyway. weren't they studying?

"here you go," sugar packets were laid down the table

then the barista turned back to atsumu, "what are you studying? must be hard if you're having two cups of coffee."

/yeah because you gave the other one./ kiyoomi thought.

"oh midterms. it's takin' up all my braincells, really."

/stop talking to him!/ kiyoomi wanted to scream.

he was gripping the table hard, nails tapping relentlessly, and if his eyes could, it would've already killed his laptop right now.

doesn't this barista have a job to do? why is he bothering atsumu?

they were now talking about some math formula they couldn't get,

kiyoomi rolled his eyes at their animated conversation.

he could help atsumu. and from his eavesdropping, the barista couldn't.

after one more laugh between them, kiyoomi draped an arm on atsumu's shoulder, pulled him in and kissed his temple.

"what are you talking about?"

"oh, just some math stuff. are ya finished?"

"just taking a break." followed by another kiss on atsumu's temple.

kiyoomi took a glance at the barista whose eyes widened from shock.

serves you right. kiyoomi smirked a little.

atsumu, oblivious of a staff flustered beside him,

leaned on kiyoomi's shoulder and heaved a sigh.

"maybe i should take a break too. i'm tired." atsumu said, pouting his lips.

"i..i should get back to work, bye!" the red-head spoke quickly and left, not letting atsumu respond to him.

"why'd he leave all of a sudden?"

atsumu frowned and pouted more. he was adorable.

"you really have no idea about your effect on people, do you?"

"huh?"

looking down at atsumu, kiyoomi suddenly kissed away atsumu's pout and the crease on his forehead.

"what was that for? not that i'm complainin'."

oh it was something alright.

because that damned barista was still stealing a glance at atsumu from the counter.

kiyoomi didn't want that. he wanted him to mind his own business.

"nothing. you're chummy with that person so fast." kiyoomi nonchalantly said.

"well, he's nice."

"i can be nice." kiyoomi mumbled.

"what did ya say, omi?"

kiyoomi avoided atsumu's eyes and looked around the cafe.

only to see that barista looking over at them.

next thing he did was lean down on atsumu and kiss him softly.

"okay, what is going on, sakusa kiyoomi?"

before replying, kiyoomi sneaked a glance by the counter to see if the red-head was seeing them.

atsumu caught that though.

"wha-- oh. yer jealous."

"no."

"really? ya look like ya want to kill someone."

"this paper is just hard, atsumu. i'm not jealous, why would i be?"

"omi, darlin', i love that yer especially kissy today, but ya have kissed me twice in a span of 3 minutes. in public. and i saw ya look at the barista funny."

kiyoomi opened his mouth to deny everything but stopped and sighed instead.

atsumu smiled wide.

"yer sooo jealous!"

"you do realize that barista's crushing on you, right? and he probably mistook you being 'nice' as flirting back. as if you will."

"huhhh?"

"baby, the cafe is full, but he personally comes here for your order, give you a free drink, and water. plus a small conversation? pft."

"and?" atsumu coaxed kiyoomi, knowing full well that wasn't the end of it.

"and...you've been all smiley at him all the time too." kiyoomi had a small pout on his face.

atsumu chuckled at kiyoomi. "omi, i was just talkin' to him! i thought he was nice because i'm a customer."

"he's been looking at you from the stupid counter and that's his number on that tissue. i should burn that." kiyoomi grumbled, grabbing and crumpling the napkin.

"not funny." kiyooomi looked at atsumu when he heard him laugh.

"but it is funny. yer cute when jealous. come here."

atsumu held kiyoomi's jaw and leaned up to kiss him again. a little bit longer this time.

"ya don't have to be jealous ya know? and i'm pretty sure he got it by how many times we've kissed already. the whole cafe already knows."

"good. maybe he'll stop coming over here now."

"so pouty." atsumu rolled his eyes at his boyfriend and went back to studying.

kiyoomi was about to do the same and get back on his paper but..

"atsu." kiyoomi whispered before atsumu could open his book.

when atsumu looked up, kiyoomi greeted him with one last peck,

followed by a glare at the red-headed barista who was looking at them at the same time.

atsumu saw it and laughed out loud before letting it go.

the guy looked away, embarrassed.

good. he definitely got the message now.

atsumu was kiyoomi's. and his alone.

//maybe he should write "kiyoomi's boyfriend" on atsumu's forehead idk