"If you steal the blankets, I am going to put my cold feet on you."
It was three in the morning at this point. The night had been restless. A war ensued in the sheets, a fight for dominance that neither dared give up. Your grip on the sheeting tightened, struggling to keep the blanket on your side of the bed.
At this point, it had been days since you, too, had spoken to each other. And it was all thanks to a petty argument that should have ended no more than 30 seconds after it had started. Instead, your request for Atsumu to stop leaving his dirty clothes scattered around the house escalated into a screaming match, where the two of you just started going on about everything wrong with your relationship.
Admittedly, you may have been a bit naggy the whole day, but that did give him the right to speak to you that way. Atsumu knew that, and he knew it as soon as you two had stormed away from each other in a rage. He had a rough week and just blew up on you, which was not okay. That is precisely why he had done everything for the last few days to get you to talk to him.
All to no avail, unfortunately for him. You were being stubborn, and you knew it. He knew it, too. You had forgiven him days ago but still refused to speak to him. Even though Atsumu had done all those tricks, he had not spoken a word to you either, and you would not be the first to break.
Since you both have been too petty to talk to each other. This has led to a lot of lukewarm, silent battles.
Putting all the things you need on the top shelves. The book you had been dying to finish was suddenly neatly tucked away in the corner of your tallest shelf. All your favorite snacks were stuffed in the tiny cupboard on top of the fringe and passed to the back, too. He also cleaned the house and did the dishes and all the laundry for a week. All in an attempt to make you talk to him first. It's not like you were any more mature. You hid his favorite body spray, which was counterintuitive on your part because he just ended up destroying the whole bathroom looking for his stuff. On top of that, you decided to replace all of his favorite protein powder with the flavor you knew he hated. He still drank it, giving you the sink eye with each and every sip but still not speaking.
It all culminated tonight with another silent battle. Both of you inching the blanket away from each other.
As you slept, you would wake up every five minutes from the cold shock because Atusmu had tugged the blanket away. Of course, you steal the blanket back, which leads to him tugging harder, causing you to roll across the bed until you hit his body. Unlike you, he's so warm it takes everything, and you not to wrap your arms around his waist and just breathe in his smell.
But then you remember how he ate all your chips right in front of your face just to get a reaction out of you!
You finally speak up, "ATSUMU, IF YOU KEEP STEALING THE BLANKET, I'M GONNA PUT MY COLD FEET ON YOU." You tug the blanket
"Well, if you haven't noticed, I'm much taller than you. I need more of the blanket." He tugs it back.
"You can get another one; I want this one."
"Well, it would be much easier to share if you stop being stubborn and come closer; I know you're freezing." He finally lets go as he turns over to you in bed. You take this opportunity to wrap yourself like a burrito and hog every last inch of that blanket.
You bury your face in your burrito blanket, "No," curling into yourself, finally enjoying the warmth.
He's the one who finally calls the truce, hugging your blanketed lump. "Mmm, 'm sorry. Okay? It was fucked up to say all that to you, And I'm sorry about the other stuff too! Can you not be mad anymore. Please, baby. I feel like I'm losing you."You give up your grip on the blanket just a little, letting him unwarp you, slip under the cover, and hug your waist.
He leaves little butterfly kisses along your neck; you finally give in and turn to him.
"You're not losing m,e Tsum. I said a lot of stuff, and I'm sorry. But I am not sorry about the other stuff. You ate all my favorite snacks; I should have switched all your coffee for decaf, too!" He chuckles and kisses your nose.
"You're so evil! And I promise I will replace your whole snack cabinet." You snuggle into him more, finally happy to receive his warmth.
"And move all the stuff in the kitchen back to where I can reach too!"
"Hmm," he said, fanning things for a few minutes before you felt the smirk spreading on his face. "I don't know, baby, you looked cute trying to climb the cabinets."
You pinch his side. But that only makes him laugh. You both settle more into bed and start to drift off, the mental exhaustion of the last couple of days finally leaving the both of you.
"mm…and Tsum, the gym clothes."
"They will be in the laundry hamper. Always." He places one last kiss on your forehead as you drift off. "Anything for you, baby." before drifting off himself.
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