𝒔𝒊𝒄𝒌. | Kiyoomi Sakusa x Reader

Just a moment longer

"Let's have one more drink." Atsumu cries out while being slumped over with one arm over Osamu's shoulder.

"Shut up Atsumu, you're such a light weight." You hiccup between slurs. Sakusa and Komori walk on each of your side, their hands carefully outstretched to catch you incase you trip over your own two feet.

"Even though you dislike Atsumu; you two act very similar when you're drunk." Osamu chuckles when he looks at Y/N's flushed face.

"We probably shouldn't have let the two have a drinking game against each other." Komori stammers out. He wears a worried expression when he looks at Y/L/N's drunken state.

"I'll have to put her in your care Sakusa, Komori. Atsumu is already a handful." Osamu apologizes when the five part ways at a crosswalk. Sakusa hesitantly hovers his hand behind your back. You rest a hand to the side of your head and furrow your brows together. An unbearable throb pounds in your head. "Are you okay Y/L/N? Should we get a taxi instead?" Komori furrows his brows when he notices the grimace on your face.

"No, it's okay." You force yourself to answer Komori. The crosswalk flashes and you attempt to walk across but your body leans to the left. You feel yourself being pulled down by your weight. Sakusa catches Y/L/N without a second thought. "You're stubborn." He mutters. You hear the worry in Sakusa's tone but you're completely drained to retort back. "Komori can you help me with Y/L/N?"

Komori carefully stands you up while Sakusa squats down in front of you. "Hop on." Sakusa speaks sternly and you do as he says. Nervously, you wrap your arms around his neck while he lifts you up, holding onto the back of your legs. Sakusa's palm grows clammy and he starts to nervously sweat from the close body contact.

Y/L/N's mind is too hazy to worry about the situation.

The smell of vanilla and spices fill your nose when you rest your cheek on the back of Sakusa. His warmth envelopes you. A sensation you didn't know you ached for until now. Your arms tighten around him and you bury your face into his back.

Sakusa inhales sharply from Y/L/N's actions and the goosebumps travel all across his pale complexion.

Komori smirks when he looks at Y/L/N. "Are you alright Sakusa? I can carry her for you." Sakusa quietly shakes his head. The three of them walk in silence to the apartment complex.

Every nerve in Sakusa's body is screaming and his heart rate is irregular. He's beyond his comfort zone. But he's willing to bear with these extreme feelings for Y/L/N.

"Thank you." Y/L/N lifts her head away from Sakusa's back, whispering by his ear. Her soft slurring words makes his ears redden. "All I do is trouble you with my problems. I'm sorry." Sakusa feels something wet seep through his shirt. She starts to quietly sniffle and it catches Komori's attention when the three turn the corner away from the busy streets. "I-Is she crying now?" Komori looks worried. Unsure what to do for her, the two quicken their pace to her apartment.

After climbing two flights of stairs, Sakusa asks Y/L/N to hand her keys to Komori. She fumbles to grab her keys out of her jacket. Komori takes it from her and unlocks the door. He hands it back to Y/L/N. "Make sure she gets in bed, Sakusa. I'm going to head upstairs to use the bathroom." Komori makes up a quick lie to leave the two alone.