Cared For I - Atsumu

Chapter One

"WHY CAN'T YOU JUST BE MORE LIKE YOUR BROTHER??"

Atsumu sighed and continued walking up the stairs to his room, eyes watering at the insults his mother threw at him yet again.
Osamu was out with Suna, and their dad was abroad once again due to his work, meaning Atsumu and his mom were alone, and well, she never held back when no one else was around.

It never really got physical, only when she had a particularly bad day, but that didn't mean she never made sure to let him know just how hated and unwanted he was in this household.

It seemed as if the whole world was against him.
Just today morning, he and Osamu had a fight, which ended with the latter muttering something along the lines of 'I wish you weren't my brother' before closing the door behind him, leaving first to go to school.

Their mom never forgot to kiss Osamu on the forehead and wish him a nice day, not that Atsumu complained. He knew he deserved the way he was being treated after all, and everyday he'd leave without as much as a glance from his mother, Atsumu would ignore the way his heart gave a painful tug, cracking even more under the spiteful glances of everyone else.

Nobody, not even Osamu knew about what kind of relationship he had with his mom, and even if he'd tell someone, it's not like they'd care. Especially his twin brother would just write it off as him being a bitch who just wanted attention.

For once in his life he just wanted to feel loved by people he considered family and friends, but...he was appreciated, but only on the court.

Practice was never better.

He wished it was.

"Can't you be more like Osamu?"

They asked. Atsumu couldn't blame them, he was a shitty person.

And besides, with how he acted everyday, nobody could possibly know that it was all just a mask, that he was dying inside.

Atsumu knew he was just trying to justify everyone's harsh words, knew that a team wasn't supposed to act like that, but all the blond haired male could think about was how it was all his fault.
You only get what you deserve after all, and if this was the way Atsumu was being treated, then surely he deserved it.

His team thought so.

His precious twin brother thought so.

His mom thought so.

Closing his eyes shut, he shook as a tear ran down his face, a choked whimper escaping his throat.

Spending sleepless nights alone in his room was a normal occurrence, nothing new. Even though his brother's room was right across his own, Atsumu could never dare bother him, not wanting to burden the other.
He usually closed his eyes, just like right now, and hugged his pillow tightly to his chest, curling up under the bed sheets, gasping and hiccuping quietly as new tears fell freely from his eyes, staining the pillow.

In the end, he'd fall asleep around four in the morning, tossing and turning for about one and a half hour before opening his eyes and staring out at the night sky, wondering if anyone would care if he dissappeared.
Atsumu's eyebags grew bigger every day, to the point where even make up couldn't properly hide them, but it seemed as if all people around him didn't care.

They probably didn't.

*Ding*

...except for one single precious kind soul out there...

Maybe three.

Oikawa and Iwaizumi were two of the only ones who cared about him, but they lived all the way in Miyagi, so seeing them often wasn't possible, which still left him alone.