kill my mind - m. atsumu

together

"do you want me to stop by and pick up atsumu?" your mother asked when you came down the stairs the next morning.

he didn't stay over last night even though your mother said it was fine. he insisted on letting you and your mom have your catch up time without intruded.

"sure." you sent atsumu a text that you were coming in five minutes to get him.

you got into the passenger seat while your mom got in the driver seat. "so when did you finally stop complaining about atsumu?"

"a while ago." you answered, thinking back on the three rules and the idiotic, yet helpful plan he had made.

your mother was now highly interested. "who fell first?" she pulled up to atsumu's house and parked in front of it.

"like fell fell?" you lifted up your leg. "if you mean that physical then me."

your mother let out a loose laugh at your statement and lightly shoved you. "go get your boyfriend."

"on it." you opened your door and made your way to the front door of the house. you rang the doorbell and osamu answered it. he looked over his shoulder to see if his twin was there. he didn't have to ask to know you were here for atsumu.

"hey."

"hi."

"he'll be down in a bit." osamu said and peeled a banana. "break rule three yet?"

"that's not for you to know." you replied.

"you're right. atsumu would've given it away. did you know he nearly fell down the stairs the night he came back after the kiss? he'll probably accidentally burn the house down if you two did the deed."

"stop it." atsumu slapped the back of osamu's head and wrapped his arm around you. "hi." he pressed a kiss on the top of your head.

"and that's my cue." osamu turned around and left.

"ready to go?" he asked and you nodded.

he opened the door for you and you decided to sit in the backseat with him. "good mornin'." he greeted your mom.

"good morning atsumu." she started driving when you two were in the car.

"good morning atsumu." she started driving when you two were in the car. she and atsumu were having a small conversation and took that opportunity to look over atsumu's outfit. a pair of jeans and a fitted t-shirt with a jacket.

you were gonna steal the jacket later

atsumu was holding your hand and playing with your fingers again. he seemed to like it and you didn't mind it, so you two feel into an easy habit of letting him play with your hand. 

the both of you were too stubborn to sit in the middle seat so your hands were intertwined in the middle. atsumu was leaning against his door and you were leaning on the middle compartment that popped out.

when you got to the hospital atsumu pulled you over to his side and dragged you out of the car. your mom went to park the car so you two walked in first. "you should've stayed over last night." you said when you got into the elevator.

he pressed the button while glancing down at you from the corner of his eye. "i should've," he agreed. "you should've locked the door and made me stay. what's wrong with you?"

"and this is suddenly my fault?" you asked, a small smile threatening to appear on your face.

"yes. we missed out on breaking rule three so the best you could've given me was a cuddle session in return." he said and pressed the button.