𝒔𝒊𝒄𝒌. | Kiyoomi Sakusa x Reader

It's definitely love

"What are you talking about Atsumu?" A cold breeze blows through your hair and you reflexively wrap your arms around yourself.

"I know something is going on between you and Sakusa. There is, right? Osamu isn't stupid enough to not notice either." Atsumu speaks carefully. The two of you shield yourselves from the wind by standing behind the staircase.

Is this really the time to talk about things like this in the freezing cold?

"Osamu and I are good friends. Sakusa and I are also becoming good friends." You robotically answer. You aren't entirely sure what your feelings are for Sakusa currently. You know he makes your heart waver but you're too much of a weakling to give into the feeling.

Atsumu narrows his eyes on Y/N, leaning a bit forward to stare at her directly. He doesn't sense any lies coming from her.

Does she not have any feelings for either of them?

🏐･ﾟﾟ･｡.

Sakusa stares at Osamu in silence after recollecting himself.

The word 'like'.

Is that the word he'd describe his current emotions?

He's never had much interest in anything.

"What would describe the feeling of liking someone?" Sakusa innocently asks. Osamu is thrown off by Sakusa's question.

"Is it the feeling of wanting to see her even though I've just seen her a second ago? Or how it's impossible for me to go to sleep knowing that she's alone? Or how upset I get when you're close to her, Osamu?" Sakusa lowers his eyes down to his lap. When he speaks up about his thoughts, a rush of emotions spreads through him.

He feels nauseous.

Komori notices the color in Sakusa's face pale. Osamu remains quiet. His hands clenching into fists.

"She's all you can think about." Osamu murmurs. "You want the best for her and you want to be that very person to help her become her absolute best."

Sakusa raises his eyes from his lap, lips parted slightly when he sees the pained expression Osamu wears. He wears a lopsided smile and exhales under his breath. "You feel the same way, right Sakusa?"

The conversation falls short when the front door opens. Sakusa flicks his eyes over to the foyer and sees Y/L/N's redden nose and cheeks. She shivers the moment she steps into the warmth. Atsumu's face is also red from the blistering cold.

"I'm guessing you caught up to him?" Komori calls out to the two from the sofa. He stands up to walk over to the kitchen. "I'll make some hot chocolate." Osamu eyes Sakusa, tilting his head to the side. He mentally signals Sakusa to go over to Y/L/N. But neither of them move from their spot on the sofa.