18. miya traditions

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After the rather embarrassing mix-up between Atsumu and his twin brother Osamu—you unpack your things in the guest room and settle in. "Can't believe I never mentioned bein' a twin," The fake blond laughs at you. You roll your eyes at his words and shake your head, "To be fair you even said you were better looking--you didn't mention you have the same face," you retort trying to defend yourself.

Atsumu however finds it so funny he doesn't want to let you live it down. "You wanted to kiss him thinkin' it was me didn't ya?" he sighs dramatically and you roll your eyes. "We haven't even kissed yet—the first time sure as hell wouldn't be in your childhood bedroom with you half-naked," you rolled your eyes.

"All I heard was you wanna kiss me!" Atsumu perks up with a wide grin displayed on his face. You threw a side-eye at the fake blond as you put the last of your things into the closet and shut your bag again. "Atsumu, I didn't say that," you reply.

"Yer implyin' it though!" he argues pointing a finger at you. You narrow your eyes at his finger and glance back at him. "Your accent is coming out now that you're back home," you point out as you walk over to the bed where Atsumu is sitting.

You watch a smirk creep onto his face and immediately sense he's going to say something stupid. "It makes ya wanna kiss me even more doesn't it?" he says wiggling his eyebrows suggestively. Trying not to crack a smile at his antics was hard so you caved in quickly.

As the smile spreads on your face slowly you walk toward where Atsumu sits on the bed. The blond was smiling up at you—flashing his teeth at you. You had one goal in mind as you approached him and leaned closer.

"Wait, are we kissin' now!?"You don't respond and move to where it seemed like you were going to whisper in his ear.

Then you grabbed a pillow from the bed quickly—leaned back and hit the blond with the pillow. "No, we are not," you say before hitting him with it again. "Hey, what the hell!" he yelps as he falls back onto the bed and you continue hitting him playfully.

The blond continues to let you attack him with the plush pillow while listening to you giggle before he finally takes action. "Alright, that's enough," he says as he grabs the pillow once it makes contact with him. However, he assumed it would be much easier to rip from your grip than it actually was.

Still, he managed to take it after a little resistance and toss it behind him. "Oh you're no fun," you pout jokingly while rolling your eyes. "Yeah yeah," he rolls his eyes back in the same playful manner sitting up next to you.

"You're lucky that was a soft pillow, I could've put a mark on that nice face of yours," you tease while nudging him with your elbow. "Ya know, you could just call me handsome instead of saying 'nice face'," Atsumu sighs dramatically leaning closer to you.

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