HEADPHONES ‧ k.tsukishima

𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞;

!This chapter contains underage drinking! This story is in no way encouraging underage drinking, its just for the plot LOL

'So sorry about that Osamu!' 

Atsuko was on the phone with Osamu, apologising for running off.

'No worry Atsuko-san. We can reschedule sometime maybe, there's an school festival at Inarizaki soon which you could come to?'

She grinned, 'I would love to come! Thank you so much, and sorry again!'

They talked for a while longer before she ended the call and flopped onto her bed, smiling like a mad man. Osamu could deal with her bullshit, and he did so with no judgement. The ideal man. Not only was he polite, respectful and kind, he was also hot. So very hot.

The day was hotter though. It had reached a scalding 37 degrees and rising. Atsuko sighed and pulled on a light summer dress, ready for the school festival. Osamu had invited her and warned her beforehand of his crackpot friends.

Daichi stopped the car in front of Inarizaki and turned over to Atsuko, face creased with concern.

'So...' He coughed awkwardly, 'what happened with Tsukishima?'

Atsuko froze and laughed sadly, 'It didn't work out. I need to go.'

'Atsuko wait-' 

She slammed the door shut and walked off. She clenched at her chest, it felt hollow. Atsuko sighed and shook all thoughts of Tsukishima away. Osamu was here now. That was all she needed.

It was a gorgeous day and Atsuko skipped happily through the gates of Inarizaki. It was an impressive school and she grinned at the sight of Osamu.

'Hey, Samu!' 

He looked up and smiled. He was dressed in a pair of baggy beige cargo pants and a plain white tee. Atsuko's cheeks flushed. God, who said he could look this good.

'Hey Atsuko-san. Let's go check out the festival.' He held out his hand and Atsuko laughed before grabbing it and letting him pull her into the madness. 

They collapsed onto the grass, in fits of laughter. There was a water fight at the festival and Osamu had gotten absolutely drenched by the viciously competitive Atsuko. She snorted and wiped a tear out of her eye,

'PLEASE YOU'RE DRENCHED.' Atsuko burst out laughing again, 'I DESTROYED YOUR PANTS-'

Osamu chuckled, eyes crinkling up, 'It's fine. That was fun.'

Atsuko studied his eyes with a smile. He looked so cute when his eyes crinkled at the corners. 

He finally caught his breath and ruffled his hair. Osamu turned to Atsuko and gave her a lazy grin,

'Do you have a curfew? Because otherwise you should come to my place.'

Atsuko reached out and squeezed his cheek playfully, 'I don't have a curfew idiot, besides I'm older than you! Now come on, let's go!'

And so they sat on the floor of Osamu's apartment, heads rested against the sofa, taking shots of tequila like there was no tomorrow. Atsuko laughed and smiled, the alcohol drowning out the real world. 

They were both drunk beyond imagination, and so when Atsuko flung herself onto Osamu's lap and kissed him wildly, there wasn't a single sober thought in her mind.