Kiyoomi Sakusa |1| Sakuatsu

Two months. Two months of being, technically, something like a couple. However, the silences between them weren't filled with affectionate words, but with the echo of constant arguments. Atsumu demanded to make their relationship official in front of the world; Kiyoomi, for his part, demanded that she understand that, for him, being in the public eye wasn't easy. Insults, snubs, and a tension that almost led them to end it all; an immense emotional drain for such a short period.

They were in Kiyoomi's apartment. Atsumu, following the strict hygiene protocol, had showered thoroughly so he could be near his partner without being denied the touch of their hands, that limited and sacred contact. For once, the atmosphere was calm; there were no recriminations or shouting, just a trivial chat about the team. The conversation turned to Kageyama and how he had shown clear signs of jealousy upon seeing Hinata taking pictures with other players. With a mischievous smile and looking to joke, Atsumu blurted out:

—You know what? I know a guy who's just as jealous as Kageyama.
Atsumu expected a lighthearted response, a play on words that would highlight Kiyoomi's obvious possessiveness. But Kiyoomi, caught up in his own intensity, missed the irony. His eyes darkened instantly, losing all trace of serenity and revealing an icy gaze, heavy with an insecurity he tried to disguise with a cutting coldness.

"Do you know a boy?" Kiyoomi repeated, his voice tense, agitated by the possibility of an external threat that he was not prepared to tolerate.