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#sakuatsu Protective!Omi - Version 1
cw// non-consensual touching
They've just finished their practice session. It's late, because Atsumu wanted to stay and practice his serves, so Omi stayed too, to make sure he didn't push himself too far.
cw// non-consensual touching
They've just finished their practice session. It's late, because Atsumu wanted to stay and practice his serves, so Omi stayed too, to make sure he didn't push himself too far.
They're at the entrance of the gym when Atsumu realises he's left his scarf, and is about to run back and get it but Omi stops him. "I'll get it, love. You seem tired, sit and wait for me?"
Omi swears he didn't take long, but when he gets back to the entrance Atsumu isn't there. He's about to call him when he hears a yelp that sounds a lot like Atsumu's voice, and follows it around the side of the gym to see Atsumu backed up against the wall by a guy.
The guy is completely in his personal space, one hand on Atsumu's shoulder holding him and the other trailing his chest, starting to dip lower.
Atsumu's struggling, but he's tired from practice and the guy has him pinned against the wall firmly.
Atsumu's struggling, but he's tired from practice and the guy has him pinned against the wall firmly.
Omi immediately approaches them, catching the end of the guy's words: "...come with me, hmm, pretty boy?"
Atsumu catches Omi's eye, and Omi's heart clenches at the look Atsumu sends him. A look that screams 'help'. He grabs the guy's shoulder. "Get your filthy hands off him."
Atsumu catches Omi's eye, and Omi's heart clenches at the look Atsumu sends him. A look that screams 'help'. He grabs the guy's shoulder. "Get your filthy hands off him."
The guy turns to him, smirking. "What? You wanna play with him too? Pretty thing, isn't he? Think he'd be fun?"
Omi snarls and shoves the guy away, stepping between him and Atsumu.
Omi snarls and shoves the guy away, stepping between him and Atsumu.
"The only truth there is he's pretty," he snaps. "He's mine, so he won't be having any fun with you, and I treat him properly, not just 'play with him', as you put it."
The guy shrugs. "Well, sharing won't hurt, right?" He somehow has the courage to wink at Omi.
The guy shrugs. "Well, sharing won't hurt, right?" He somehow has the courage to wink at Omi.
Omi glares back, rising to his full height and looking down at him. "Stay away from him." He casually flexes his arm, and though he isn't as muscular as some others on the team, he is still a professional athlete.
The guy huffs, then mutters "Whatever" and stalks off.
The guy huffs, then mutters "Whatever" and stalks off.
Omi watches him leave, then turns to check on Atsumu. "Darling, are you alright? Did he hurt you?" His tone is gentle, completely unlike before.
He goes to pull him into a hug, but freezes when Atsumu winces painfully. "Think my shoulder's bruised, Omi," he pouts.
He goes to pull him into a hug, but freezes when Atsumu winces painfully. "Think my shoulder's bruised, Omi," he pouts.
"Oh, angel, it's okay, we'll take a look when we get home, yea?" He helps Atsumu to his feet carefully and starts leading him away from the gym.
"Omi?" Atsumu whispers. "Can I stay the night at yer place?"
"Omi?" Atsumu whispers. "Can I stay the night at yer place?"
Omi looks at him, and sees his upset expression. "Of course, darling. You can take a bath while I make dinner, then you can pick a movie for us to watch, if you like. Just relax, yeah?"
He only feels himself calming down when Atsumu smiles happily. "Thank you, Omi."
He only feels himself calming down when Atsumu smiles happily. "Thank you, Omi."
(The rest of the evening is full of cuddles and kisses; just Omi doting on Atsumu. As usual.)
I hope the cw didn't scare too many people off. I just wanted to put it there in case.
(BTW, this thread is inspired by @ShirayukiP who wanted to see Omi being whipped AND protective.)
