Little Bird (Miya Atsumu x OC)

KISS

M A Y

In class, Atsumu was lying on his elbow watching the dark haired girl sleep. Suna was also watching her, although instead he was lazily trying to nudge her awake, but she didn't budge.

"Knock it off Suna! Let her sleep." The blonde whisper shouted, his eyes not leaving her, but he didn't listen.

"You look like a creep watching her like that." The green eyed boy teased and Atsumu felt his face heat up.

"I- I do not!" He countered defensively. Suna snickered with a lazy smirk on his face as he turned back to the sleepy girl.

"Sure whatever."

He was about to draw on her face when Atsumu chimed in.

"What the hell are ya doin'?"

"Just relax." Suna said nonchalantly as he flicked the lid off his marker. He leant closer to her, but she grabbed his wrist stopping him and he got a fright. When he saw her smirk his eyes went wide as he tried to free himself.

"No, No, No please don't-" Suna begged as they fall backwards in a wrestle. She straddled his waist before pinning his arms and he sighed in defeat as she drew on his face, laughing her pretty little head off.

On his face she had written 'I <3 Suzume'.

"Hah, serves you right." She sasses as she gets up, dusting her hands of imaginary dirt and placing them on her hips. Atsumu couldn't help but laugh.

"Are you coming to lunch?" Suna asked as she gave him a hand up and she shook her head.

"Nah I think I'm going back to sleep."

"That tired from the competition yesterday huh? Or maybe from staying out too late?" Atsumu said hinting that he knew she had been with Oikawa, no playfulness in his tone. In fact, he sounded rather petty, and she noticed that.

"Right, I am pretty tired after you spiked the ball at my face." She says sending him a sarcastic smile. He felt irritated that he didn't get a rise out of her, and even more pissed off she was guilt tripping him.

The door flew open causing all three of them to snap their heads towards it. There stood Suzuya with the most intense mum glare any of them had ever seen. Her eyes scan the room until they land on Suzume, and she gulps.

"Ushijima Suzume! Get your ass to the cafeteria and eat something! NOW!"

The dark haired girl straightened up quickly saluting. "Y- yes ma'am!"

They go to lunch together, all still slightly terrified from Suzuya's scolding.

~After School ~

They decided to have a mixed game with the boys team this afternoon where they have a first second and third year, boy and girl on each team.

Atsumu had made sure to get Suzume on his side this time as he didn't want to risk hurting her again. But due to his petty self, he purposely sent her shitty sets and watched her get frustrated. She still managed to get them over but her glaring at him was giving him an odd sense of satisfaction.

Eventually she had enough, knowing what he was doing so at half time she stood in front of him, arms crossed with a glare on her face.

"What's up little fox?" He asked taking a swig of water and she only glared harder at his smirk provoking face.

'What's up with your sets?"

"Nothing, maybe it's just that you've gotten too use to those pretty boy sets from Miyagi and can't adapt to other people now." His jealousy was evident in his voice and her jaw clenched.

"Why are you being so petty?" She called him out, and Atsumu had almost forgotten the type of girl she was. the type who wasn't afraid to just say things how she saw them, no beating around the bush.

"Petty? I would never..."

"So, am I to believe you've gotten significantly worse at setting then? That's not like you Miya Atsumu?" She asks and he clenches his jaw. She had him there, and whatever he was going to say next would make him sound petty for sure.

"You should stop being immature, it's an embarrassment to the first and second years. We're both captains and are meant to be setting an example." Suzume scolded as she had always believed it was important to set a good example for her juniors. Atsumu did too, but he had let his irritation and jealously of Oikawa get to him.

"Right! let's start the second set!" Their coach shouted from the other side, and everyone made their way back onto the court.

~ After the Game ~

Most people had already packed up their things and headed home, her and Atsumu were the last two there as they had a small meeting with their coaches.

Once that was over however, Suzume was ready to go off at him.

"What the hell was your problem today?" She asked angrily. He ignored her question, opting for the thing that was really on his mind.

"What's going on between you and Oikawa?" He fired back, unable to hide the rage in his voice as he stepped closer to her.

"It's none of your business."

"It is my business!"

"How?" she exasperated, but that stubborn look in his eyes made her realise. "You're jealous?"

"I- I'm allowed to be jealous!" He said defensively as his face heated up.

"He's one of my best friends! Argh! I don't even have to justify myself to you!" She crosses her arms, her face getting hot from how angry he was making her.

"We're not strangers Zume-chan! Ya know there's still somethin'-"

"Just stop Atsumu!"

The two were slightly panting from their screaming match, their bodies had grown significantly closer over the course of the argument.

"Screw this." He muttered out of anger, and before she could react, his lips were on hers. Shock was the first thing she felt, but eventually it felt so good that she couldn't help but give in.

She would be lying if she said she hadn't been imaging kissing the blonde senseless since the minute she had seen him, but her hurt had always over taken that. His hand wrapped around her waist, tugging her closer as the other threaded up into her hair. She couldn't supress the moan that left her lips as she melted into him, wrapping her arms around his neck.

He kissed down her neck before coming back up to claim her lips once again. They were practically grinding into each other, doing everything they could to get as close as possible like their lives depended on it.

Suzume suddenly realised what she was doing and pulled away running her hands through her hair in disbelief.

"W- what the hell?" She exclaimed, panting before holding a hand to her mouth and pushing past him. She couldn't deal with this right now, this wasn't supposed to happen.

"Zume-chan wait!" He called but she ignored him, grabbing her stuff and rushing out the door as fast as she could.

Atsumu signed as his hands dropped to his side in defeat, but he couldn't help the small smile of victory that reached his face.

'She definitely still cares' he thought. And that was more than enough to give him hope.

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Bit on the short side, but hope you enjoyed!