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After dinner—which you mostly spent getting to know, and laughing a lot with the family. You had finally gotten first names. Atsumu's mom had properly introduced herself as Youko and insisted you call her that. His dad had shared that his name was Makoto and told you he preferred that over being called by his last name.
Gran had told you she was fine with you also calling her 'Gran'—but if you didn't feel comfortable her name was Fumiko. Of course, you already knew Osamu's name. After the exchange of names and dinner ending everyone went separate ways to their rooms which is when you started talking Atsumu's ear off.
"Atsumu your family is so nice," you immediately began to admire them as the room door shut behind you. "Yeah they're bein' weird," he replies swiftly. You furrow your brows at his comment "What do you mean?"
"Well my family being nice to you makes sense, but Samu? Weird," he tells you and you tilt your head confused.
Atsumu proceeds to ramble about Osamu's "weird" behavior. "I mean normally when I bring girls around he's disgusted and telling me I could do—" The blond stops mid-sentence when he sees the new expression on your face.
You're not exactly glaring at him but you suddenly seemed tense as you waited for him to continue. "I don't mean that I've brought like—tons of girls around. I've never even brought one home—since High School! I mean--when Osamu has met the very few amounts he didn't like them," You walk past the blond as he rants and cuts him off.
"I'm going to go to bed now Atsumu," you say heading toward the bed. He starts to stumble over his words and follows you to the bed. "Wait are ya mad at me?" he questions as you pull back the covers on the bed. "No? Why would I be?" You slip into the bed and turn and face the opposite way of Atsumu.
"Are ya sure? You seem upset,"
"I'm not upset Atsumu," you repeat and it was the truth. "I knew you were a player, I know you dated other girls--I'm not upset," he opens his mouth to ask you again and you stop him once more.
"You're a grown man Atsumu, you can do whatever you want, and I'm tired so I'm going to sleep. Goodnight," You conclude as you shut your eyes slowly.
The blonde manages to let a response escape past his lips. "Goodnight Y/n," Then he slipped under the covers next to you and later on his side facing your back before closing his eyes.
The next morning came just as fast as when sleep overcame the both of you last night. You were expecting to wake up in the same position you fell asleep in. Yet you were surprised to feel a warm embrace and your head was nuzzled into the nook of Atsumu's neck.
