kill my mind - m. atsumu

charming

"y/n come on." atsumu groaned and pulled on your arm, trying to pull you up.

"atsumu nooo." you tried to pry his arm off, but he only tightened his grip on you.

"how many times do i have to tell ya. we have to make this thing believable." he said and dusted off your shoulder. there was nothing to be dusted off.

"but there's so many people out there."

"you're the most popular girl in this school and you're worrying about people?" he asked, clearly amused about your statement.

"doesn't mean that i like the attention." you huffed. "i just want to play volleyball."

"y/n! do you want to eat lunch with us?" atsumu's head whipped around to see who asked the question. his eyes hardened when he saw who it was. 

"not them again." you whined when you saw who it was. atsumu glanced down at you before clearing his throat and letting go of your arm. he walked over to the same four guys that's been following you.

you walked closer to them and stood somewhat behind atsumu, enough that you were behind him and enough so you could still see what was happening. "you do realize she's taken now right?" atsumu told him, his playful tone that he was using with you now gone.

"since when?" blond boy asked.

"motherfu- you were there for the proposal!" atsumu blinked at them a few times. you remembered before he yelled across the school yard that the walmart chris hemsworth and his little gang ran up to you.

"oh."

"oh my ass." atsumu muttered under his breath. "yeah so stop running after her now, yeah?"

the four guys just turned around and left, talking to themselves as they walked. that was easier than you imagined. "was i like your prince charming?" atsumu spun around to face you, going back to his playful tone when the guys were out of sight.

"prince charming?"

"i protected ya from them."

"could've protected myself."

"and how did you plan to do that?" he asked, his voice sounding a bit cocky. he slowly walked down the hall while talking so you followed him.

"run." the easiest way to solve problems.

atsumu laughed. "smart."

"atsumu!" you and atsumu both jumped at the sudden outburst and turned around. a girl with was bowing down with a pink box in her hands that were outstretched to you two. "i made some cookies just for you last night!"

first fanboys and now a fan girl.

you leaned against the wall while waiting for atsumu's reaction. atsumu turned to send you a look. you knew what that look was. secret signal from atsumu telling you to make it believable.

you glared at the girl with the most jealously you could muster while she spoke to atsumu. atsumu shook his head at the girl after saying a few words. she let out a blush and started to shake her head nonstop before running off with the box still in her hands.

you looked after her and eyed the box of cookies in her hand. you wished he could've at least taken that box of cookies because you were starting to get hungry and homemade cookies sounded good.

"can i go eat now?" you spoke up once the girl was gone and out of earshot. 

"are ya not gonna ask what that conversation was about?" he questioned without turning his head back at you.

"why would I?"

"aren't girlfriends supposed to be jealous when guys talk to other girls?" he asked and pushed you ahead of him so he would walk.

"i mean, i don't like you. but i guess i wouldn't get jealous even if we were dating for real since you don't really seem like the person to cheat or flirt with another girl." you answered without thinking about what you were saying. just said what you knew.

atsumu went quiet for a little bit before little out a fake cry. you looked at his face and saw him wipe a invisible tear off his face. "i think that's the nicest thing you've ever said to me." his voice even cracked to add to the acting.

"honestly i think so too." you patted his shoulder and then stopped when you two reached outside the cafeteria doors. "can we go back to the roof?" that was where you usually ate lunch with ayame, but she wasn't at school today. atsumu sometimes sat up there with the other guys from the team.

"nope. we're already here." the doors opened and he pulled you towards the table filled with volleyball guys. he pushed you down in the seat next to suna and an empty seat. "don't run off now."

"you make me sound like a pet." you snapped, but he already ran off to get food.

"how'd you get dragged in here?" suna drawled and threw a grape into his mouth. you looked over at him and he had a small bowl of grapes in front of him. osamu was sitting across from suna and was texting on his phone.

"i really don't know." you placed your backpack on the back of your chair and tugged on the collar of your uniform. you then looked at your fingers and played with the piece of tape you wrapped around your fingers in the middle of class.

you jammed your finger again while setting the volleyball to yourself this morning. you went to unwrap it and rewrap it over and over again until atsumu came back.

"miss me?"

"no." you stretched your hand out and stole a chip from his chip bag. atsumu slapped your hand away and guarded his chips.

"don't steal my food." he said protectively and sat down next to you. you reached under his arm and stole another chip.

"too late."

atsumu rolled his eyes and moved the chips away from you. you sighed before turning and going to steal some grapes from suna. he slapped your hand away without even looking at you. 

"is there anyone i can steal food from?" your attention turned to osamu and he lifted his head up from his phone to look at you. 

"don't even think about it."