𝒔𝒊𝒄𝒌. | Kiyoomi Sakusa x Reader

The first step

Sakusa grows anxious after every ring of the call. His eyes dart around the crowded streets. He's unable to avoid the constant brushing of others while he moves through the crowd. He ignores the disgusting feeling that creeps over him from every shoulder brush he makes contact with. Pulling his cloak closer around him, he forces his way through to an opening.

He feels his phone vibrate in his hands and the caller ID flashes Y/L/N's name. Sakusa sighs a breath of relief when he raises the phone to his ear.

"Did you call me Sakusa?" Her soft voice eases his nerves and he slumps his shoulders. "Where are you right now Y/L/N?" He tries to keep his voice calm but it comes out shaky. She grows quiet on the other end. "Um..." She lightheartedly giggles. "I actually have no idea. I sort of just ran away because I was angry at Osamu."

What were the two arguing about?

Sakusa walks down a street that's less populated. He leans against a wall and calms his heartrate. He hears the busy street noises on Y/L/N's end.

You quietly walk around to look for a landmark to tell Sakusa. Sighing when you spot the onigiri shop not too far from you. You must've naturally found your way here without intending to. "I'm at Osamu's onigiri shop."

Sakusa can imagine the frown on her face when she murmurs this.

"I'll be right there." Sakusa leans off the wall and eyes his surroundings. From where he's currently at, the onigiri shop should be five minutes away. Thankfully he caught up to Y/L/N earlier.

"Wait, you called me because you're looking for me? What about Komori?" You press the phone closer to your ear, sitting down on the steps of the shop. You turn your head slightly to see the Halloween decorations glow inside the shop. "I sent him off in a taxi. He's too drunk to be walking around with me." Sakusa quickens his footsteps.

A faint smile etches on your face. "I'm glad he had a good night at least." Exhaling, you lower your eyes to the dress on your body. The coldness seeps through the thin fabric and you're reminded of how cold it is again. "Atsumu too." Sakusa comments. He shivers at the thought when he recalls Atsumu with two girls in skimpy costumes. Sakusa faintly hears Y/L/N's giggle and a silence then follows after.

Now that you're not running away fuming with anger, your mind settles and you're able to think clearly about the situation between you and Osamu. Sakusa remains on the call despite neither of you talking.

Pulling your knees close, you hide your face in them. Osamu likes you but he's accepting the fact that it will be one sided. He wants the two of you to remain professional at work.

But wouldn't that just make things more awkward?

You can imagine your friendship slowly being pulled apart.

You start to regret mentioning anything about his feelings towards you. But you couldn't play ignorance to his emotions that are developing. Maybe things would've turned out like this no matter what you say or do.