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The next morning you were woken up by semi-loud knocks at your door. If it had been earlier than your regular schedule you might've been irritated. However, when you glanced at your phone you saw it was only 7 AM which you were used to waking up by.
"I'll start getting ready!" you call back to Atsumu who stands on the other side of the door. "Sounds good, meet me in the living room when you're ready!"
When you finally got out of bed you walked into the bathroom connected to the second room where you had left some of your things, like your toothbrush, body wash, hair products, and perfume.
Right now you were just going to do your skincare, brush your teeth, and get dressed. So you did that as quickly and efficiently as you could and checked your appearance in the mirror.
You had put on a white round neckline short sleeve shirt, and a light pink cardigan over it. You had a pair of light-washed straight-leg jeans to match—which you didn't wear often. But it was winter and you didn't want to wear a skirt. The shoes you wore matched pretty closely to your cardigan too. They were white nikes, but the logo on them was pink.
Then you quickly applied perfume to your pulse points and looked at yourself in the mirror once more. Your hair looked fine and you looked out together. "Meeting the family already is crazy," you mumble to yourself while putting the cap back onto your perfume.
You began putting things away and back into your big packed bag. You did a quick look around if the room to make sure you didn't leave anything behind before you headed to the living room.
"You look great—as always," Atsumu immediately greets you when you enter the living room. Smiling you shake your head at his compliment, "I knew you'd say something like that," you quip in response.
Atsumu smiles at you before reaching for your bag, "I can carry that to the car," he offers—not really giving you much of an option though. You let him take the bag for you because protesting would be no good.
"Let's get this show on the road," the blond claps his hands with both his and your bag over his shoulders.
By the time you both get settled into the car and get on the road you pull out some of your snacks. "Oh I forgot to give you your mango juice," you say grabbing the juice out of the bag and handing it to Atsumu.
"Wow, and here I thought you didn't get me one," he joked grabbing the juice. The blond merely glanced at it before handing it back to you. "Can ya open it for me please, gotta be a safe driver with you in the car,"
You roll your eyes playfully as you grab back to juice which was still a little cold—then twisting the cap off and handing it back. "Thank you!" the blond exclaims enthusiastically before taking a sip of the juice. "What brand is this it's good?" he asks as he glances at the label, then takes another sip.
"I'm glad you like it Atsumu," you laugh as you open up your pack of cookies and take one. "Isn't it too early for cookies?" the main raises a brow. "I didn't pack breakfast snacks leave me alone!" you reply in a playful manner.
Atsumu's laugh blends with yours when he sits the mango juice in his cup holder. "Are you excited to see your family?" you ask glancing over to the blond before taking a bite of your cookie.
"Of course—my grandma especially," he's quick to say. "Are you her favorite?" you question.
The blond smacks his lips and scoffs as if he's offended by the question. "Obviously! Look at me I'm the cutest," he was starting to float and hype himself up. Going on and on about how 'great' he was.
"I regret asking," you sigh cutting his hype rant short. Atsumu starts to chuckle and sticks a hand out close to you. "Can I have one?" he briefly looks away from the road and to the cookies in your lap. Without a word, you grab a cookie hand it to him, and then go to turn the radio up.
"Do you have Bluetooth or is there an aux cord?"
"I'm offended you think this car doesn't have Bluetooth," he scoffs before telling you how to connect your phone. "What kind of music are you gonna put on?" he interrogated as you connected you phone to the car.
You gave him a quick sideways glance and smirked a little before responding, "Classical," You tried not to burst out into laughter at how fast his expression shifted from curious to confused. "Classical? Are ya serious?"
The giggles escape your mouth anyways and you can't stop the bubbly fit. "No I'm just kidding but your face is hysterical,"
"Weird way of saying handsome but I'll take it," he shrugs. You groan and shake your head before you pick a playlist that was full of slower songs. "This is my sleep playlist," you tell him as you go to recline your seat.
"You're seriously gonna go to sleep instead of talking to me?"
"What? No, I'm just resting my eyes," you lie to try and reassure him. Which only earns you a quick smack of the lips from Atsumu. "Yeah right! You're gonna fall asleep, keep your eyes open," he says and you wanna block him out as you close your eyes.
When you don't respond immediately Atsumu starts again, "Y/n don't fall asleep," You release a heavy sigh and keep your eyes closed. "Calm down I said I was resting my eyes," you argue, but you can feel yourself getting tired.
The blond continues to try and get you to open your eyes but his words turn into a bunch of inaudible nonsense. You can only focus on the music playing in the car now. Soon the music turned into silence as sleep overcame you.
You only feel like you're asleep for a few minutes before you're woken up by "Y/n, Y/n wake up!" It's Atsumu—whisper shouting but it sounds louder than it is. "Y/n we're here?" at that your eyes open and you sit up immediately looking out the window.
Sure enough, you were parked out in a neighborhood unfamiliar to you—in front of what you assumed was Atsumu's family home. "Is that the house?" you ask pointing at it.
"Yup," you unbuckle your seat belt as quickly as possible.
