HEART1ESS

“Damn it! What do they close these things with? Gorilla glue?” Atsumu huffs and plops the containers in your outstretched hand.

You unwravel the plastic wrap carefully, handing him each of the containers as you do so. He eyes the food, still steaming in your lap, and then looks back at you. His hands come up to lift his snapback, brushing the loose strands of blonde hair back into his hat. He’s so impatient, you think, but so effortlessly handsome.

You finally get yourself situated, and you start the recording on Instagram. A slight smirk rises on Atsumu’s features as he watches you greet the viewers. You see a few comments among the rapid inflow of text boxes, some including “He’s so fine” and “where can I get a man that looks at me like that.” You laugh at the comments, reaching back to pinch Atsumu’s nose despite his protests.

With a laugh, you say “okay Tsumu, you want to introduce our dish today?”

He grabs the container, and flashes it to the audience quickly before hiding it again. He teases them again, but keeps it up to actually show everyone the third time around.

He rolls up the sleeve of his windbreaker, preparing to dig in, “looks good doesn’t it?”

He grabs the one you ordered and dips it into the sauce, and you begin to protest before he shoves the huge piece of food into your face, your mouth instinctively going to take a bite out of it. Your eyes bulge, trying to compensate for the sudden assault.

“You’re an ass dude,” you pull his hand away, trying to grab a napkin and wipe the sauce away to recover your image in front of your audience. A shit eating grin adorns his face as he goes to take a bite out of the same corndog in front of the camera, a dramatic sigh escaping his mouth as he endulges the audience.

You both continue to go through each of the different corndogs, one with cheese in it, the last with potatoes coating the outside. Atsumu takes the last bite and says goodbye to the audience, handing the phone to you after pushing the stop recording button.

“Babe, c’mere and give me a kiss,” Atsumu leans over his seat and purses his lips together.

“Come here.”

You know that atsumu is going to want you to sleep over after his game tonight, and you’re hoping his team wins so that he’ll be in a good mood and u can pull the prank 😈

(Like you predicted), once he’s walking out of the locker room freshly showered and basking in the post-win glow, he’s throwing his arms around your shoulders and whining asking you to stay over LMFAO

You agree to come over, and you make sure to set your alarm for 3 am 💀 (idk why but I feel like he’s a light sleeper, so you make sure to fall asleep with your earbuds in)

You jolt awake in his bed, his big body SPRAWLED over 3/4 of the bed🙄🤬 but he looks so cute 😔 his hair is all tousled, his bottom lip pouted slightly

You pick up all of your things and place them in your purse, grabbing your phone out of his charging station, and then you shake his shoulder gently

He cracks one of his eyes open, why do I feel like he wouldn’t even question it that much that you’re shaking him awake at 3 in the fucking morning 😭 (“you look extra ugly right now. Anyways what do ya want.” FJDJSKKS)

Smacking him lightly on the shoulder, you start saying that you “have to go,” but “not to worry about it everything is fine”

You go to grab your toothbrush from the bathroom and He’s looking around like okay... and then you go “I have to go to my ex’s okay? I’ll be right back after tho” HELPP he’s grumpy that you woke him up so he turns over with his back to you and grabs your pillow to hug

You leave trying not to laugh JAJAKNSNS,,, you set up HIS phone in the bedroom to record it, now you’re just waiting in the apartment lobby 🧍‍♀️(after grabbing some snacks from the corner store)

It takes him approximately two minutes of laying there BEFORE HES LIKE TRIPPING OVER HIS BLANKETS TO GET UP AND FIND HIS KEYSSS✋🏼😭

It takes him FIFTEEN MINUTES TO STUMBLE OUT FROM THE ELEVATOR DOORS, FRANTICALLY LOOKING AROUND ..,,, he looks like he’s already facing demons.. pale in the face, hair pushed back in a headband, calling for the valet to bring his car around-

BYEEE WHY WOULD HE STILL BE IN HIS BOXERS + HE WOULDNT EVEN REMEMBER TO BRING HIS PHONE BUT He somehow thinks to bring down a baseball bat and his favorite blanket (and the boxers are the ones u bought him with your face plastered all over them OAKAKSKS)

Him: I-I ., WHERE DID U GO

You: to the corner shop🥰☺️

Girl he would actually think it’s so funny watching it back but he would be embarrassed about how long it took his brain to go whatdidshesayyyy✋🏼😳