BOY FRIEND! ⋆ miya atsumu ✔︎

𝘧𝘪𝘷𝘦 !

two weeks later
friday 19:12
📍y/n's house

ASTUMU'S PHONE DINGS AGAIN as he walks up the front porch into y/n's house, unlocking the front door and stepping inside. rolling his eyes, he puts his phone on silent and walks up the stairs to his best friend's bedroom.

he stops in front of the closed door, before bursting it open, startling his best friend who's on her phone, sitting in her chair.

"I'M HOME FROM PRACTICE!" he energetically says, waving his arms about. "I BROUGHT FOOD!" he places the takeout on her desk, jumping into her bed.

"hey tsumu, have you been getting a bunch of like... weird texts?"

atsumu cocks an eyebrow. "you're not gonna scold me for getting in your bed all sweaty?"

y/n chuckles halfheartedly. "tsumu, you smelly ass bitch, get out of my bed. anyways, have you?"

atsumu shrugs. "i've been getting more notifications than usual but i haven't checked them yet," he says, pulling out his phone and looking at his messages.
y/n sits down next to him, looking over his shoulder.

unknown
today 15:02

miya atsumu, don't
ask how i got your
number.
you should stop
being friends with
l/n y/n

today 16:58

i know things about
her that could ruin
your friendship

today 18:22

six months ago she
hooked up with your
brother osamu.

today 19:06

and before that she
got with suna too.

atsumu furrows his eyebrows as he reads the texts from the random number.

tears prickle y/n's eyes as she views the blatant lies written across atsumu's phone screen. "what the-? atsumu i didn't-"

he wraps his arm around her, pulling her closer as he locks his phone and sets it down beside him.

"y/n it's okay."

"but- why would someone say that when i never-"

"i believe you," he says softly, moving so that they're sitting in front of each other instead of side by side.

he stares into her conflicted eyes, sighing. he reaches up and tucks a messy strand of her hair back and then drops his hand.

y/n stares back at her best friend. she takes in his handsome features- his pretty brown eyes, his kind and caring smile. her eyes unintentionally travel down to his lips and and an intrusive thought of her leaning in and kissing him floods her mind for a second.

wait a minute...

ignoring her strange thought for the time being, she shakes her head. "who would do that? they texted me too, saying... um, that... that you hooked up with mai..." a foreign feeling erupts inside her.

what the... am i jealous? she thinks.

atsumu shakes his head. "that's not true, you know i wouldn't."

"yeah, i know. i didn't believe it when i saw it but it's just really weird that someone would want to text us stuff like that," she says, fiddling with her hands in her lap.

"you know what? i bet it's that fucking asshole yuji. it's pretty suspicious that two weeks after you break up, we both get messages trying to make us hate each other. see- it makes sense, i think he was always threatened by our friendship and he knows how important we are to each other, so he figured that he could get to you if he got us to not be friends anymore. god, i hate that guy!" atsumu says, clenching his fist.

y/n gets the sudden urge to hold his hands, so she reaches and grabs his fists, unclenching them and lacing their fingers together.

his heart goes wild. and hers does too, which confuses her even further.

"hmm, you're right tsumu. he knows that the thing that would hurt me most is if i didn't have you. what an idiot, he should know that we're too close to just believe some random texts we get," she rolls her eyes, focusing on their interlocked fingers.

"awww, you mean that?" he asks, squeezing her hand.

"huh? mean what?" she looks back up at him, eyebrows raised expectantly.

he chuckles. "you said that the thing that would hurt  you the most would be if you didn't have me."

wait, i said that? out loud? she thinks.

her face flushes red.

"oh- i- yeah, i do mean that," she bashfully says.

since when did i start getting so flustered around him? y/n thinks, confusing herself even more.

"AWWW!" he gushes, letting go of her hands and pulling her into his chest, giving her a bear hug. "you're so cute," he chuckles, "but same. i would die if i ever didn't have you."

CUTE? her eyes widen.

"t-tsumu! you can't just say that!" she pouts, sitting back away from him, her face turning a bright pink.

"why? am i making you flustered there, n/n?" he smirks, tickling her sides.

"s-shut up tsumu, you shithead!" she squirms away from him, unintentionally laughing as he keeps tickling her.

"s-stop! t-tsumu!" y/n squeals, swatting at his strong hands to get him to stop.

"okay, okay," he chuckles, letting her go. she's curled up on her side, facing atsumu as he looks over her.

they lock eyes with each other for a little longer than normal. again, her eyes travel down to his lips unintentionally, and she gets the urge to kiss him.

she quickly tears her eyes away from his, embarrassed and confused by her thoughts.

"minecraft?" she asks, sitting up and coughing, trying to ease the new tension that arose in the room.

stunned, he shakes his head and forces a grin. "i was hoping you'd say that!"