Spray-paint and Skateboards (SakuAtsu Dancer AU)

Chapter 9: Contradictions

It was half past ten when Yaku looked up at Atsumu from his position on his lap, "Do you want to go over the choreography for your solo competition?" He asked.

They were still in the same positions as before, except now, Akagi was sitting in between Komori's legs with his back against Komori's chest. Komori had his chin hooked over Akagi's shoulder and his arms wrapped around his waist as they watched something on Akagi's phone.

Meanwhile, Bokuto still had his arm hooked around Kuroo, but it was wrapped almost all the way around his waist now and Kuroo was tucked into Bokuto's side with his head leaning on his shoulder.

Atsumu looked down and nodded, "Yeah, please, I don't want to fumble on Friday."

Yaku chuckled and batted Atsumu's hands away from where they were holding his phone above his face and sat up.

Well, Yaku tried to sit up but, because he was upside down, flopped onto the floor on his back. Atsumu stifled a laugh and stood up to pull Yaku up off the floor before they made their way to the studio area.

Yaku walked over to the speaker and plugged in his phone, changing the song to Be Honest by Jorja Smith.

"You'll be dancing to the beginning clip of the song," Yaku informed as he clicked play.

The song had a very chill beat and Atsumu immediately began to vibe to it.

I know you want me~
Everyday, not only when you're lonely...
Yeah~

You see, you think know you me?
But you don't even know nothing about me...
Yeah~

You see my thick thighs~
Lost when you look into my brown eyes~
See, my little waist can make you switch sides~
You never know the devil in a disguise~

So why don't you stand up, baby, and...

Tell me, tell me, tell me, do you want me on top~?

So let me show you, show you, show you, I don't need to back it up~!

Don't wanna hold you, mould you, scold you, split you in half with my heart...

I just wanna love on you, trust in you, honor you, please, do the same on your part~

Be honest~
Be honest~

You want this~
You want this~

But I can be heartless, regardless of my conscience...

Be honest~
Be honest~

Yaku stopped the song there and grinned at Atsumu who chuckled, "Did ya really pick this song 'cause of the lyrics??"

Yaku smirked and nodded, "Yhey suit you quite well, don't you think?" He teased and Atsumu rolled his eyes.

"Now," Yaku started, "I know you, and I know that this will be an easy win if you use those hips of yours," he added with a smirk.

Atsumu flushed, and shook his head, "Whatever ya say, Yakkun," he replied, "Ya know, if I didn't know any better, I'd think yer in love with me," he added jokingly.

Yaku smirked, "You know my type, Tsumu," he commented.

Atsumu nodded, "Of course, I do," he teased, "Lemme think... Freakishly tall, muscles for days, soft silver hair?"

Yaku smiled angrily, knowing that Atsumu was right, "What about you? Tall, an asshole, muscular, curly hair, dark eyes, top spiker in the v-league..." He said, "Did I mention an asshole?"