kill my mind - m. atsumu

pretty boy

"samu hurry up!" you knocked on the bedroom door until your boyfriend answered the door. "i'm gonna leave if you're not out here soon and tell my dad you ditched me!"

"okay okay. no need for the dad threat." atsumu leaned down to press a kiss on your forehead before getting his tie on properly.

he got the tie around his neck before you grabbed his tie and pulled him towards you. "we're gonna be late for dinner." you helped him get his tie on while he got the buttons on his shirt.

"we are not." atsumu denied. "besides, your pretty boy has to be looking pretty to meet your dad."

your dad had finally managed to slip away from work and got to spend some time at home. the second he was home he demanded to meet atsumu. even after your mother gushed over your boyfriend to him, your father still didn't believe that anyone was good enough for his only child.

"i can tell you this." you raised your hands to his shoulders. "he doesn't give a shit if you're pretty or not. he will give a shit if you're late though."

atsumu visibly paled and turned off the light to his room. "alright let's go. one family dinner and we'll be punctual." he took your hand and led you down the stairs.

"i don't think we'll be punctual." you shrugged and followed him to the direction of your house. you had wandered over to his house because you got bored of waiting for him at your house. you ran into osamu and his parents on the way and they didn't even look confused when they saw you walking to their house.

they were probably used to it at this point.

"hush sunshine. we'll be there early." atsumu said easily and let his arm wrap around your shoulders. you placed your hand on his chest and leaned into his side, looking up at him.

"what's your definition of early?" you asked and he didn't bother answering.

his tie was still a bit loose, but you let it be. when you reached your house he let go of you to run his hands down his clothes.

you lean against the door to watch him and he glanced over at you. "good?" he checked before returning to smoothing out his clothes.

"good." you went over to him and grabbed his hands to stop him. "you're always good." you placed his hands on your waist and placed your hands on the back of his neck and pull his mouth down on yours.

"i hope you know that fed my ego more than any other compliment did." he grinned against your lips and you pulled back to look at that grin. it was a boyish one, but it was also your favorite one.

"oh shit. let me take that back then. you're never good and you look like shit right now." you said with the sarcasm clear in your tone.

your words were quite the opposite of what you were thinking, but someone had to ground the ego of his. but you didn't think that was even possible.

he knew he looked good. he knew that you thought he looked good and that was all that mattered to him.

"you're words always have an effect on me." atsumu said lovingly.

you two stayed outside of the house like there weren't two families inside waiting for you two. your hands had found his tie again and you used that to pull him even closer to you. atsumu started walking forwards and had you trapped you against the wall.

his hands were on either sides of your head and he had nudged his knee between your legs and he pulled your hips against his.

"whoa whoa whoa. at least wait until after dinner." your grandma came out of the house with her hand over her eyes.