When I was younger I always dreamed of getting married, having a nice home and a loving husband who always make sure to balance out work and home life.
2 of 3 of those things came true. i got married and I have an amazing home. The whole loving husband and balanced out life...not so much.
My Husband Atsumu is a famous athlete, he's on the Japans National Volleyball team, so its understandable that he will be busy both training and traveling for tournaments.
Tonight however was my final straw. I was sat in a fancy restaurant, hair done nicely by a professional, New designer dress and heels especially for this occasion and Atsumu was suppose to be here 2 hours ago...
"Ma'am are you going to order any food?" The waiter asked for the 20th time tonight.
I sighed and shook my head.
"My husband is 2 hours late he isn't coming even though he booked the table, I'm sorry for holding this table up" I say standing up.
"Are you Y/n Miya? Atsumu Miyas wife?" He asked
"well, Ex wife now" I say
"i'm sorry Mrs Miya" he says
I gave him a smile before heading out to the car. A tear left my eye as I drove home.
When I got back to the house I walked in and froze when J found Atsumu dat on the sofa watching a movie in shorts and a tank top.
"oh hey babe, Lookin' nice" he says.
I frowned and threw my purse at him hard.
"2 Fucking. Hours. I sat waiting for you in that fucking restaurant. Which you booked Atsumu. And You're just sat there like its just a normal night in!" I yelled
"Wait- The bookin was tonught? I thought it was next Saturday-"
"I dont care! Im done!" I say storming off.
"y/n common am sorry" he says following me
"When I married you I asked for 2 simple things. youve given me just one. And its not even the most important one!"
I wanted to cry. I took my shoes off and changed into different ones and then started packing a bag.
"Where are ya going?" he asked
"Anywhere Away from you!" I say
Atsumu grabbed my arms and stopped me from packing my bag I tried to get him off me but he wouldn't let go.
"Atsumu get off!"
"No! okay I get it a fucked up but ya don't need to leave!"
"Why! You're never home anyways what difference does it make! I dont even feel married Atsumu! fuck sake! I feel like I'm single the majority of the time!" I yelled.
"No Don't say that...baby Ya know that being an athlete is hard" he says
"And yet Suna can make time for Osamu and have a healthy relationship. So why can we? Why do I have to sit and wait in a restaurant for over 2 hours? Why Do I have to take care of everything in the house? Why do I have to remind you that we have something planned!?"
Atsumu fell silent and I just scoffed pulling away.
"I gave up everything to come move to Tokyo with you. And you cant even give me a solid answer to anything" I say
"Y/n am sorry..." He says
"Sorry doesn't fix anything. Damage is done." I say closing my bag.
I grabbed some different clothes and went into the bathroom to change. After I was done I grabbed my bag and went downstairs and grabbed my car keys.

YOU ARE READING
Haikyuu One shots
FanfictionOne shots of haikyuu characters (Taking requests) (Book contains smutt) Character credits: Author of Haikyuu: Haruichi Furudate