Chapter 14. 5

                                    

                                          

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"Oh, come on, will you come out tomorrow? It'll be fun, honestly. You can bring whoever you want."
"No, ask Atsumu."
"Miya, you're no fun."
"K."
"Atsumu, year two of college is starting; you have to go."
"Of course I'm going!" Atsumu announces, and his friends cheer. "I'll send you details later!" one of the girls says before walking off with the group. "I think I'll bring Y/n," Atsumu says aloud, and Osamu laughs. "Doubt she's gonna hang out with people younger than her. Let her be with her own age," he says. "She's only two years apart; she's in our age group," Atsumu retorts, and Osamu waves him off. "Have fun convincing yourself of that," he says before walking off.
He receives a call from you a second later and answers the phone. "Why are you standing awkwardly across the road like that?" you say, and his head immediately turns to find you. He hangs up and you cross over to him. "Y/n, how come you're here? I thought you had an interview with a school?" You shrug and explain. "I did, it turns out it was just a few minutes from your apartment, so I was originally going to surprise you. You know, we haven't seen each other in ages now," you laugh it off.
"What would there be to be surprised about?" he says, and you immediately feel embarrassed. "Well, me, but I guess it's not the best surprise you could get."
"Well, I have a surprise for you too."
"What?"
"A party."
"I'm not great with those."
"That's why I'm here to help."
"That sounds even worse."
"Which means you're going, right?"
"I don't know. When is it?"
"Y/n."
"When?"
"Tomorrow."
"Then I'll think about it tomorrow," you finally say, and his face lights up. "Good, now let's go back to mine." He drags you by the hand, and the two of you walk to his place. "Are you hungry?" you ask, and he hums in response. "But I only got noodles for now because Osamu ate everything," he scowls, and you laugh. "That's fine; give me some time." Around 15 minutes later, you finish making his food and place it on the counter.
"Atsu!" you call out, and he comes from having a quick shower. "Put those boobs away and come eat food," you say and throw him a shirt. He catches it and tsk. "You're just mad mine look better," he replies, and you raise an eyebrow at him before placing the food in front of him on the table. You swore you only turned away for three seconds, and the food was completely finished. "Aren't you going to eat anything?" he asks, and you look at him in disgust. "Well, I was going to take a bite, but I think I'm good," you reply, and he laughs.
"Wait, come here, there's still one noodle left," he offers and pulls you closer to him. He slaps his thighs twice and holds your hips. "Sit." You burst out laughing but do so anyway. You and Atsumu have been pretty close friends since you were both in high school. At a match, his teammates told you he thought you were cute, but he was too embarrassed to talk to you. Until that night you got a follow request on your Instagram from him, and ever since, you've gotten along great.
You guys are not dating; I mean, you would assume so, but there wasn't anything romantic about your relationship. It was a great friendship thing. No moments felt flustering or heart-skippable, just comfortable. Even things that would be considered flirting wouldn't be considered such by the two of you. You both were being yourselves and just complemented each other well. He puts the end of the noodle into your mouth, and the other side in his. "Ready?" he mumbles, and you nod your head.