falling for you

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Summary:
(Y/N) falls down the stairs in the gym and Atsumu cares for her wounds.

Genre: Comfort/ fluff

Warnings: blood and wounds, cussing

2k words

A small yelp escaped your throat as your feet slipped underneath you, body temporarily gliding in the air, your hands still holding onto the big cardboard box in which water bottles and new jackets were, which has arrived today

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A small yelp escaped your throat as your feet slipped underneath you, body temporarily gliding in the air, your hands still holding onto the big cardboard box in which water bottles and new jackets were, which has arrived today.
Your fingers gripped into the brown box as if your life depended on it while everything happened so fast, and even though the fall was only a matter of a few seconds, in this moments it felt like hours until your whole body collided with the concrete floor.

"Uhmm..." you groaned, lying on the now very damaged cardboard box that lied beneath you.

It took a few moments to access the whole situation, adrenaline rushing through your body and temporarily numbing the immense pain your body should be in.

You slowly sat up, hissing at the pain that you felt in your arms.
Gaze wandering over your arms and the rest of your body you noticed the scratches and reddened circles that would soon turn into bright bruises.

"Oh no!"
You mumbled upon seeing the box that had been flattened by your impact with it as it was sandwiched between you and the grey floor.

Some of the bottles were probably broken now, what a shame since they were brand new.
You scrambled onto your feet, trying to quickly pick up the things that had spilled out of the box and were now all over the floor.
There was a slight pain in your right ankle, that you ignored as you hastily picked up everything.

You picked up the box, carrying around the building and walking past the gym the black jackals trained in almost everyday.
But today was Friday and it was quite late, the sun had already set and you expected everyone to have gone home already.
Which is why you were more than surprised to hear the squeaking of shoes from inside the gym.

You set the box down and slowly opened the door to look inside, totally forgetting about your fall and how awfully everything was hurting.
Amazed you watched the blonde haired setter practiced his serves.
It never failed to impress you with how much force he could hit the ball, causing it to go straight into the enemies side of the court.

Atsumu wiped the sweat off his forehead, his tight shirt clinging to his torso, revealing his muscular body and creating a beautiful, almost angelic sight.

Golden brown eyes momentarily stared into yours as Atsumu turned his head towards you. He was obviously startled by your sudden appearance in the doorway to the gym, but the setters expression quickly turned into shock and then horror.
Before you could even comprehend what was happening he was right in front of you, almost towering over you, one of his hands under your chin to tilt your head upwards while his eyes quickly took in the state of your face.

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