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“You gotta stop looking at me like that,” he’d say, not unkindly. “Like I’m something you can keep.”
Sakusa never answered. The truth was too ugly to say: he didn’t want to keep Atsumu. He just wanted to understand him, and that was worse.
There’s a kind of love that doesn’t ask to be returned, it only wants to witness. Sakusa’s love was like that: wordless, consuming, desperate to translate something the body couldn’t.
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24 Oct 2025