Hiraeth - Atsumu x Reader

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"Please dont forget me"

Warning: contains little manga spoilers

You had spent days crying yourself to sleep every night, it hurt, it hurt that he didn't feel the way you did.
It hurt that you wouldn't see him anymore and it made you angry to not know how he really felt about you.
Everything was just so confusing to you.

But you weren't the only one that suffered.
Atsumu regretted what he had said, what he had done.
He knew that you were probably hurt and felt bad for it.
But it was too late now, he couldn't turn back now, the only thing he could do was hope that he had chosen the right decision and hope that you would have the happiest ten years of your whole life.

"Tsumu, you've been lying around all week, whats wrong?" Osamu asked.

"I think I've lost the love of my life..."

It was raining outside when you heard a knock on the door.
Not sure wether you should open it or not you waited until it knocked again and again and someone shouted from outside.
"Let me in (Y/N)!"
"Atsumu..." you muttered as you made your way towards the door, seeing the boy through the peephole.

You opened the door, Atsumu standing infront of you, his clothes  drenched, blonde hair wet and sticking to his face while he was panting heavily.
Did he run to your house?
How did he even get here from Hyogo...

"What are you doing here?" You asked, confused by the boys sudden appearance.
But there was a part of you that couldn't help but be happy about his visit.

"Can I come inside?" He asked and you nodded, gesturing to go inside of your house.

"Wait here, I'm going to get some towels!" You said and then disappeared in the bathroom, returning after a few minutes with two white towels.

"Thank you!" Atsumu said and then started drying his hair and body.

"What are you doing here?" You asked, looking up at the blonde setter.

"Im sorry (Y/N)...what I said was a mistake!" Atsumu said, his eyebrows furrowed and his body longing for yours as he stared into your (e/c) eyes.

Then everything happened so quickly. His fingers tangled in your (H/c) hair, one arm around your waist, your hands resting on his chest while he kissed you passionately.
The warm feeling spread throughout your body as he deepened the kiss.

He pulled away, trying to catch his breath and then said.

"Please, take me back and be my- BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEEEEEEP!!!!"

"URRRRGH" You groaned as you slammed your hand on your alarm clock.
It was just a dream...you knew that he wouldn't come back, he didnt even know where you lived.

It took one week to stop crying evertime you thought about him, a month to stop dreaming about the possibility of him coming back and a whole three months to get over him and forget your feelings.

It wasn't an easy journey, but it had made you stronger and gave you some time to reflect and concentrate on the things that really were important to you.

You never had fully forgotten the pain, or how your body was still longing for his touch sometimes, but you had learned to ignore it and move on.

By the end of the school year, you had grown into a confident woman and into one of the best highschool soccer players of the whole nation.
You even got scouted by a trainings camp for soccer players and multiple clubs wanted you to join them after graduating.