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“You don’t have condoms,” repeated Sakusa, his voice as flat as his stare.
“I… didn’t think about it?” It was more of a question than a statement, and an absolute lie. Of course Atsumu had thought about it: repeatedly, in great detail, and sometimes with his hand down his pants. He was embarrassed to think about how many times he’d considered going down to the corner store to buy a box, just in case this exact situation happened. But he hadn’t dared to think Sakusa would actually want to sleep with him again – not tonight, maybe not ever – and he hadn’t wanted to get his hopes up only to be disappointed.
And he’d thought that if he bought them, Sakusa would somehow know, in that freakily intelligent way of his.
Series
- Part 4 of Different Kinds of Dysfunctional