𝚃𝚎𝚗

                                    

                                          
When you wake up in the morning, you slowly open your eyes and roll over to your other side.
                          
I slept over at Atsumu's house... you subconsciously tell yourself as you spot his huge figure laying beside you.
                          
And then it hits you. You immediately sit up with a gasp as you look around his room and come to the realities of the previous night. Looking down, you see that you slept absolutely naked beside him, and quickly you cover yourself with the sheets.
                          
Oh shit, I really did it.
                          
After taking one more look at the Inarizaki member to make sure that he is asleep, you scramble out of the bed in the hopes of putting on your clothes before he wakes up. However, as you stand from the bed, you find your lower half incredibly sore which makes it almost impossibly for you to move around quickly. And unfortunately for you, Atsumu begins stirring just as you pull up the straps to your bra.
                          
He sits up; you watch like a deer in the headlights as he stretches. He then smiles when he sees you half-naked in front of his eyes. 
                          
"Morning, Y/N," he says groggily. "How come you're in such a rush?"
                          
"Ah, well... I really didn't mean to sleep with you, you blurt out.
                          
"Really?" he hums, "'Cause you probably should have said something before our third round last night."
                          
Geez, was he always this arrogant?
                          
"I didn't mean it like that," you bark back. 
                          
Atsumu then nods and sits himself up a bit straighter in bed. "Want to go for a fourth now then?"
                          
"No you ass!" you strain yourself back from shouting, "I've got to go."
                          
"Hm? What for?"
                          
"I, uh, I've got work to go to. Shouldn't you have the same?" you narrow your eyes as you bend down to collect the rest of your clothes.
                          
"Now?" he interjects. "It's seven a.m.."
                          
Crap, I really need to report to Ohira. I don't have time for this.
                          
"Oh, you know," you sigh as you stand up, "I've got my day job to go to."
                          
"Day job? Okay," he chuckles, obviously not convinced by your lie.
                          
However, you don't care. At this point, you just want to get out of his house. As much as you don't want to admit it to yourself, you had a great evening and night with him which was an even bigger reason to leave as soon as possible.
                          
You notice that Atsumu's watching carefully as you put on the rest of your clothes, his eyes gazing across your breasts more than anything else. When you have all of your belongings together, you turn to him with a stone-cold gaze.
                          
"I'm going now," you state.
                          
"Oh yeah?" Atsumu scoffs as his eyes slowly drag up to your own. "With what car?"
                          
Fuck. I totally forgot that he drove me here! I could call an uber... but that would take way too long and I'll be stuck with him for a while.
                          
As you try to come up with a way to get out of there as soon as possible, Atsumu gets up from the bed. He yawns as he walks towards you, unamused by the uninteresting response you've given him.
                          
"I'll give you a ride home," he says feigning sweetness, "but only if you have breakfast with me first."
                          
"What? You want me to go out with you again? I don't have clothes, I'm dressed in the same-"
                          
"Fine, then I'll make food," he tells you as he walks past. "Go shower... ya know, for work."
                          
You turn to watch Atsumu as he opens the door leading to the hallway. "Thanks," you reply.
                          
Atsumu nods back. He then takes a shirt from the top of his dresser and throws it to you. "This is clean," he tells you. "You can wear it if you'd like."
                          
You thank Atsumu once again, this time through gritted teeth. You're beginning to get a bit too dependent on him for your comfort.
                          
When he leaves, you walk into the bathroom attached to his bedroom. You find yourself looking around as though you were looking for something suspicious.
                          
He's not some kind of perv or anything, right? No cameras...
                          
Countless times Ushijima has told you that Inarizaki members are perverts after all, so it's not really your fault for thinking that. Although, you did just spend the night with one out of your own volition so who are you to assume things?
                          
After your shower has concluded and you have dried off, you walk through Atsumu's house on your own towards the kitchen. You're extremely tempted to take the moment to investigate his house more thoroughly, but you decide against it. He did invite you here as a guest and is giving you a ride home, after all. Besides, if he catches you snooping around then you would be in a bigger world of trouble. 
                          
In the kitchen, you find Atsumu placing two bowls of food on the island table. He looks up and smiles as he sees you enter the room.
                          
"You're just in time," he beams as he watches you walk towards him. "Come sit down."
                          
You do as he says and take a seat on one of the barstool chairs. Atsumu then sits beside you, his smile only widening as he watches you try your food.
                          
"Wow, it's good," you say between bites.
                          
"Just good?"
                          
You look over at Atsumu, a small pout now showing on his face. You roll your eyes. "It's really good, okay? You should start eating, too."
                          
Atsumu chuckles but does as you say. The two of you enjoy a quiet but enjoyable breakfast together. Afterward, he strikes up another question.
                          
"How're you feeling this morning? You're not hungover, right?"
                          
"No," you shrug. "We didn't really drink that much. Besides, I can usually handle my liquor."
                          
You decide against telling him that you feel a bit sore... but that's not from the alcohol. Luckily the shower helped you enough for you to cover the pain for now.
                          
"I see," he grins as he takes away your empty breakfast bowl. "I'll admit I do have a bit of a headache, but it's nothing I can't handle."
                          
You watch as he walks over to his sink and cleans off the bowls before placing them into his dishwasher.
                          
"Usually when I'm hungover, I drink apple juice..." you admit helpfully.
                          
"Really?" he says as though he's shocked you're giving him a suggestion. "I suppose it's worth a try."
                          
Atsumu turns to his refrigerator and takes out a large container of apple juice. He then begins to pour himself a glass. However, about halfway through he stops. "You want some?" he asks sincerely.
                          
"No thanks," you smile, "but thanks."
                          
Atsumu nods and finishes pouring the juice. He then downs the whole thing even quicker than he had poured it. You watch, astonished, as he places the empty glass into the sink.
                          
"Now," he says with a satisfied sigh, "I'll give you your ride home."