𝔡𝔬𝔲𝔟𝔩𝔢 𝔱𝔯𝔬𝔲𝔟𝔩𝔢 | Osamu Miya x Reader

A date with Atsumu

Twirling around in front of the mirror that hangs on the back of your bedroom door, you contemplate if your outfit is okay for the date.

There's a faint pink to your cheeks when you stare at the way your summer daisy dress clings to your curves. With your lack of confidence you are ready to toss on a pair of jeans and graphic tee. But you bite your tongue and open the door to exit your bedroom. It's not often that you can dress up and go out on a date. Even if it's a trial date with Atsumu.

You hope to make the best of it. If the date doesn't go well, the two of you still can consider it a casual hang out. Either way, being in each other's company is enjoyable already. You can only hope Atsumu will keep his flirting to a minimum. His silly antics is mentally draining for you and you wonder how his dates keep up with him.

The corner of your lips curl at the thought of Atsumu. You shake your head and snicker under your breath. Grabbing your purse and keys, you slip on a pair of flats before heading out of your apartment.

Not even a second later when you buzz for an elevator, Atsumu stands in the elevator with his hand ruffling his blonde hair. He wears a nervous expression and a scrunched nose. You take in his choice of outfit. A plain black tee with white long sleeves underneath, distressed denim jeans, blue low-top converses, a silver dog-tag necklace, and silver band rings on his fingers. His eyes are lowered to the floor of the elevator so he doesn't realize you entering the elevator.

You tug on his sleeve, startling him. His brown eyes widen and flick over to your face.

"Are you not going to burn up wearing sleeves 'Tsum Tsum?" You ask him with a perplexed look on your face. Turning around, you press the bottom floor before standing beside him. His lips part slightly as he silently looks at your entire form. Noticing his looming eyes, you grow shy. Pursing your lips and swallowing the saliva that forms inside your mouth, you mutter in a soft tone. "You're staring too hard..."

"S-Sorry." Atsumu stammers out. He turns his attention the other way, biting his inner cheek. There's an awkward silence between you two. One that you're not used to with the extroverted Atsumu. He's acting more coy than usual.

Is he nervous since it's a date?

You find the thought adorable. It's not something you would expect from Atsumu.

While the two of you are focused in your own thoughts, the elevator door parts open and Atsumu lingers back to let you exit first. You keep your steps slow when exiting the apartment building. You have no idea what Atsumu has planned for today. Your feet stays rooted to where you are and you quietly wait for Atsumu to gather his thoughts together.

He clears his throat and walks over to stand in front of you. Confused, you raise an eyebrow with your head raised slightly to look up at him.

Atsumu ruffles the back of his hair, his eyes wavering to the concrete. He timidly looks at you and parts his lips, finally finding his voice. "You look really cute Y/N." He innocently scrunches his nose and you find your face heating up from his words.