wearyourmask (wearyourmask) wrote in winterdale, @ 2021-04-04 09:21:00 |
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Entry tags: | character: atsumu miya, character: sakusa kiyoomi, fandom: haikyuu!! |
Who: Sakusa Kiyoomi, Atsumu Miya
What: waking up after a traumatic experience
When: April 8th
Where: Atsumu's room
Rating: G, probably, maybe PG at the most
Status:In progress
Don't you dare touch me. It was one of the last things Sakusa had said to Atsumu as he pulled the blanket up and over his shoulder. He'd laid on his side and spent a little bit too long trying to separate the scent of the laundry detergent he'd picked out and insisted Atsumu use ontop of every other cleaner in the dorm, and the very obvious smell that had to be Atsumu himself. The whole ordeal had been exhausting, and not in the way a good game was. His body didn't feel tired and worn out, ready for rest. He felt on edge, unsure if he could stand to sleep in that room ever again after the horrors he'd witnessed. He had to wonder how much pleading it would take to let him switch rooms, if there even was room. His time in the dorm alone had been so short lived that he had a feeling they paired up fast. He'd even wondered if he'd be able to sleep in the same building ever again.
Yet, it seemed he slept oddly well in Atsumu's bed.
Whether it was the white noise of Atsumu's breathing or the fact that at some point in the night he'd roused enough to roll himself over and against Atsumu's side. As it were, that shift left him tucked in at the blonde's side, an arm and leg tossed carelessly across his chest and hips. Whether or not this had anything to do with a dream, he wouldn't remember in the slightest when he woke up, but there would be no denying the comfort something relatively simple brought. When he did stir slightly, his sleep weighed brain not fully registering the situation. He just moved a little closer to Atsumu's warmth, his hand sliding down and carefully easing his fingers up beneath the hem of his shirt, just enough to let his palm rest against his stomach, fingers splayed over his skin.