Thunder Thighs ( Osamu Miya x OC)

Chapter- 2 Hey

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Atsumu signed yet another pair of panties, luckily they were clean this time, before handing it back to the girl professing her undying love to him.

"I love ya too!" he crowed fakely.

"You're such an asshole."

Atsumu glared at his friend over his shoulder while signing a random article of clothing. "Yer just jealous I get more pussy than you do."

Rintaro Suna snorted at him in amusement as his narrow fox-like green eyes flickered through the crowd and over to his wife. "I don't need to fuck random chicks. I got the one I want."

"Eww. Shut up Rin. You're turning into such a fuck'n sap now that yer married. Where's my strip club bud?"

"You still have Osamu, and we went to the strip club last week? How often do you need your ego stroked?"

Feeling that comment hitting a bit too close to home Atsumu flipped him off before turning his attention back to the never-ending sea of compliments. In the past few years, he had felt the undying admiration from his fans simply didn't get him off like it used to. Now it seemed like no amount of flirting with the nameless women that came to his games did anything but make him feel even more lonely.

Instead of facing his inner turmoil, he had every intention of finding his next lay for the night when he came face to face with a smiling kid.

"WOW! Damn kid, yer a tall one ain'tcha?" Atsumu laughed in genuine surprise at seeing the dark-haired glasses-wearing nerd standing in front of him.

"H-hello! Wo-would you sign this for me?" He bowed to him and held out a piece of paper and a pen.

Atsumu took the pen and laughed, "I don't get a lot of male fans, so sure thing kid! What's yer name?"

"R-Ren Tominaga!"

"Well it was nice to meetcha RRen Tominaga," Atsumu teased ruthlessly.

The boy lit up like a tomato in embarrassment which just made Atsumu slap him on the bicep. "Loosen up! I didn't mean nothing by it, swear. It was cute!"

All the girls gasped and swooned at overhearing his compliment, but Ren never got a chance to further embarrass himself by letting his confession for the pro-volleyball player tumble out because there was a loud slap that echoed through the atrium.

Atsumu, knowing the sounds of a fight better than any since he and Osamu fought literally every day since birth, looked around Ren to see a woman cupping the side of her face.

"Ohhhh shit!" Hinata cursed as he bounced up and down trying to see over the crowd of women.

"Dudeeeeeee did you see that?" Bokuto asked nervously as he wandered over to Atsumu.

"No?! What the hell happened? We about to see a catfight?" Atsumu questioned excitedly. It had been ages since he saw a good one. "Rin get yer camera out. Maybe there will be a nip slip."

Suna pulled out his phone and began to record just like the good 'ol days.

"No no no no!"

Atsumu looked at the kid he had just given his autograph. Ren tried to wade through the crowd to get to the woman that Atsumu realized was an absolute knockout. When he saw the gorgeous chick her fist cock back, Atsumu warned, "Hey kid! You're not going to want to get in there!"

Luna came speedily walking toward them from the second- ehh maybe third- ring of hell. She shoved her husband as hard as she could, but Suna didn't even budge since he was dedicated to his second career as Fight Time Cameraman. "What's up, beauty?"