Sakusa didn’t like it. He didn’t like it one bit. How those other volleyball players were eyeing you, how they were talking to you, making you laugh. It made him feel sick, and he wasn’t not one to be touchy even in private but his jealousy overtook his fear of germs as he came up behind you, putting an arm over your waist and took his mask off, pushing his lips to your temple.

“Hi darling.. I was wondering where you ran off to.” He states, a slight edge in his voice.