TEMPORARY ; SAKUSA

⁴ COTTON PANTIES

THE FEMALE HAD WOKEN UP on a freezing Saturday morning, she tucked her feet in her covers from the icy-cold air. The two young adults were both off from work, and she had nothing better to do-being that she did not have extra money to freely spend, plus not knowing the city well. She groaned deciding to get out of bed, she tiredly walked to the bathroom locking the door in the process. As she flushed the toilet, she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror above the sink. Her eyebrows scrunched together at her bedhead hair, then she washed her hands before attempting to tame it.

Hearing the male eating in the kitchen, she tidied herself up smoothening out the wrinkles on her shirt. The girl quietly went to the dining area seeing Sakusa in his usual spot, his back was turned as he watched a video of a volleyball match. She saw a plate of food set out for her on the side, and she softly smiled before walking further in.

"Good morning."
"Morning."

As she got a glass filling it up with water, she heard him pause the video. "Hey, would it okay if my friend comes over later? We're just gonna hang out," he asked.

She turned to face him with a confused expression, then she swallowed the water in her mouth before lightly chuckling. "Kiyoomi, this is your place. Are you asking me for permission on who gets to come here and who can't?"

"I just want to make sure 'cause I wouldn't want us to be a bother if you need peace and quiet," he said.

"Oh," she smiled, "Well, um, thank you for thinking of me, but it's fine with me. I'll just be in my room."

He nodded as a response, and she continued drinking as she realized how easily she spoke to him. And she thought it sounded rather mean what she said. "I'm sorry if that came out rude, I didn't mean it like that," she apologized.

"No, it wasn't."

The woman let out a breath starting to walk away to her room, but Sakusa stopped her. "Aren't you going to eat? There's a plate here for you," he asked nicely.

"Um, yeah, sure. I was gonna get my phone first."
"Oh, alright then."

Later that afternoon, she heard faint talking coming from the living room. One belonging to her roommate, and the other to his friend that he mentioned earlier. Whilst staying quiet doing work on her laptop, she made out the other voice to be Atsumu. Although she met him a few days ago, she was still shy to see him again.

Hours have passed until it was dark outside, and she needed to use the bathroom badly. The female slowly opened the door, then peeked around the corner seeing a movie playing. But no sight of the two volleyball players. She did her business before deciding to get a glass of water as an excuse to see where they were. Through the corner of her eye, she saw a body laying down on the couch as she passed by. Without a proper look, she walked straight into the kitchen getting water. As she was heading back to her room, she stopped in her tracks blinking a few times at what was bestowed upon her.

The girl immediately ran to her room shutting the door behind her, she facepalmed herself as a low chuckle came out her mouth. This whole time she was terrified of doing something absolutely stupid in front of Sakusa, and she wanted him to see her in a certain way. But now she knew-he was possibly never going to see her as more than a friend. And one thing was for sure, at least she did not have to be so shy around him anymore.

A while later, the setter went home leaving the ravenette to clean up his mess from their takeout. He took a quick shower before going to bed, and as he pulled the duvet over his shoulder, he was curious to know if the girl ever came out of her room the whole time Atsumu was there.

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The distinct sound of pots and pans clashing together stirred Sakusa awake, he noticed it was morning from the sunlight bathing his room with a warm glow. He wondered if the female was trying to cook or find something, so he got up walking out to the kitchen. As he rubbed his tired eyes, he saw her behind the island counter mixing a bowl of eggs. And she looked at him with a bright smile, marveling his sleepy state.

"Good morning, Kiyoomi."
"Hm, morning."

"I went ahead and started breakfast, it's the least I could do," she said, happily humming to herself.

A puzzled expression was plastered on his face, she seemed a little less shy this morning despite only talking to her for a few seconds. Not that he had a problem with her coming out of her shell more, but he did not pay much attention to the matter thinking she might of had a good night's sleep. "Um, yeah, it's fine. But are you feeling okay?" he asked.

"Of course, why wouldn't I be okay?" she questioned as she closed the carton of eggs.

"Nothing, just wondering," he replied leaning against the counter across from her.

The girl turned around walking to the stove placing the bowl on the side, and Sakusa's eyes instantly trailed down to her nether regions. He gawked for a while processing the sight in front of him, she was only wearing a loose shirt and cotton panties. After she poured the mix into the pan, she put the bowl in the sink as she caught him staring.

"Don't worry, I promise to clean up good after," she said, putting the carton of eggs back in the refrigerator.

"Um, did you forget something?" he cleared his throat looking directly at her.

"Oh, do you not want scrambled eggs? Do you prefer sunny-side up?" she asked with a soft smile.

"N-Not that, I'm fine with either. But just meant some shorts or something," he awkwardly said.

"Oh, does it make you uncomfortable?" she asked, gazing down at her exposed thighs.

"Aren't you the one uncomfortable walking around in your panty right in front of me?"
"No. I actually don't mind, but I can put on some shorts if it really bothers you."

"I mean, if you're comfortable that way, then I guess it's fine with me?" he said, although it seemed more of a question. As she scrambled the eggs, he started to turn around leaving the kitchen.

"Aren't you gonna eat?"
"Uh, yeah. I'll be right back."

He lumbered back to his room, and into his bathroom. The whole thing was so weird. Why out of all days did she decide to be so open, revealing her body like that to him? He wondered if she was possibly trying to hint him that she wanted to have sex, but she did not appear to be that type. But he did not want to think too much about it any longer, maybe he was overreacting. And if she is really fine with it, then he will be, too. After all, he wants nothing but his pretty guest to feel at home in his own.

But boy, did it keep getting more explicit as the days passed by. One night, she wore a fitted tank top that rested right above her bellybutton exposing the perfect amount of cleavage-and not to mention, bras sometimes seemed to be nonexistent to her. Another time, she dropped her phone on the floor whilst Sakusa was washing dishes, so he saw her laced thong peeking out as she bent down to pick it up.

He was genuinely at a crossroad at this point,
so he made the decision to ask someone about it.