𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌𝐒 // 𝐌𝐈𝐘𝐀 𝐀

20

Y/N POV

the next day was spent at my place where we could be alone. i was cooking breakfast when i got a phone call from my mom. "oh fuck me" i groaned as i saw the contact name. "i'll be back, my mom is calling me" i grumbled, turning off the music.

i went into my room and answered the call. "y/n." she said. "mother" i sighed. "are you back home yet?" she asked, "no" i replied. "good. you're telling the truth" she replied. "are you home right now? sorry, i had to come back, had some urgent business to attend to"

"i am home, so is your father. when are you returning?" she asked. "in a few days" i replied, leaning on one leg and putting my hand on my hip. i knew something was wrong so why was she stalling?

"what's this rumour about a boy?" she says, "the guardian has already released an article." she sighed. "his name is atsumu, he plays d1 volleyball, and he has the national team scouts looking at him. there he's bound to be famous and make a name for himself. anything else?" i muttered.

"hm. is he the urgent business you mentioned?" i could hear her shuffling around in bed. "yes" i replied. she sighed before saying "he isn't ugly, and he seems to be on track to making a name for himself. your father and i look forward to meeting him. how is school?" she asked.

"good. my gpa was above a 4.0" i replied. "i see you're settling in well then" i could hear my father say. "we'll let you go now. don't get into any scandals you still have a reputation to uphold. and maybe tone down on the partying" my father said.

"but daddddd i'm in my 20s now, this are my prime years" i groaned, obviously annoyed. "and your parents have worked hard to carve a path for you." he replied. "ugh, fine." i muttered. "bye now. we look forward to seeing you" my mom said. "bye mom, bye dad" i hung up the phone.

"everything okay?" atsumu asked, as he took the last waffle out of the waffle maker. "yeah, my parents just doing their bimonthly check in" i sighed. "they asked me about you. some article wrote about us in the guardian" i said, adding syrup and fruits on top of my waffles. "really? what did your parents say?" he asked, taking a big gulp of coffee.

"they said that they think you're a fine young man, and that they look forward to meeting you" i said in a teasing manner. "speaking of parents... i'm planning to visit mine soon. i wouldn't mind if you came with" he said. i choked on a strawberry.

"shit are you okay?" he quickly handed me some water. "i'm fine. sorry. that caught me off guard" i replied, wiping my mouth. "you don't have to come, it was just a suggestion. i know you wanted to take things slow but-" i quickly cut him off. "i'd be happy to" i said.

"really? okay well we can go tomorrow if you want" he rambled. "okay" i smiled. "i think you'll really like them. they approve of you already. matter of fact, my mom keeps gushing about how white your teeth are and keeps asking me when i'm gonna bring you home" he said. "i'd love to tell her my secrets" i giggled.

"she's always bugging me about when im gonna bring you home, and how pretty you are" he said. "really? she seems so cute" i smiled.

honestly, the thought of meeting atsumu's mom kind of made me excited.

after breakfast we decided to just stay in today, as our bodies were still tired from all of the travelling we had to do.

"i don't want you to leave" he wrapped his arms around my waist while i did dishes. "im leaving in four days. there's still time" i put the clean dishes into the dishwasher to dry. "i know but still" he pouted.

"gotta soak in my y/n time i guess" he sighed. suddenly i heard a phone buzz. "is that mine? oh gosh don't tell me it's my parents again" i groaned. "no it's mine, and it's my mom" he said, picking up his phone. "i'll be in the living room, come when you're ready" he kissed my cheek.

"hi mom! yes im with y/n right now. she's just finishing up some dishes and she'll come and say hi" he said. "she even said she's gonna let you in on all of her beauty secrets" he whispered. i smiled to myself and dried my hands.

"hii mrs miya!" i said as i sat down on the couch. atsumu put his arm around my shoulder, making me lean into his chest. "hi y/n! gosh you're even more beautiful than in the pictures" she said, making my cheeks flush. "thank you. you don't look a day over 35" i replied.

"i feel like there's so much to learn about you. you're a very interesting person" she said. "you can learn all about her tomorrow mom" atsumu said, taking the phone away. "nonsense! how about you guys come down tonight? your dad is grilling big steaks! samu is coming down tonight too" she said.

"what do you think, sweetheart?" atsumu asked. "i think it sounds like a great idea" i said. "we'll be down around dinner time then" he smiled at his mom.

seeing their relationship made me jealous. atsumu didn't have to worry about upholding his parents reputation, or watching his back every second fearing that someone who hated your parents were out to get you.

but in a way, i'm glad that he has such a loving family.

we said our goodbyes to his mom and i suddenly got an idea. "i have a lot of extra products from pr packages... do you think any of it would interest your parents?" i asked. "let's go look" he said as we made our way to the fourth room in the apartment.

the fourth room was for all of the packages i received on the daily. most being pr packages, and others things i had already owned.

"how have i never been in here before?" admiring the shelves that were full of different products. "it's so organized too" he gazed at the products, lined up one by one.

"my dads really into like anti aging stuff. so is my mom. but give her any of your 'holy grails' she'll definitely be interested. "is she into makeup?" i asked. "oh yeah definitely."

"sit there while i look around"

i two separate bags, one for his mom and one for his dad.

in his moms bag, i packed her high end makeup and skincare products. ranging from snail mucin to setting powder. and as for his dad, i opted for high end serums and moisturizers.

"i think that's all. does samu need anything?" i asked. "nah i don't think so" he replied. "okay" i said picking up the two bags and leaving them by the door. "this is like christmas for my parents" atsumu laughed.

"i'll go back to mine to pack and then i'll come back here for you. i'm sure samu has left already"  atsumu put his shoes on. "okay" i muttered.

after he left, i decided to quickly take a shower and put on some light makeup. as for my outfit, i opted for jean shorts with a white long sleeve, paring it with atsumu's letterman jacket.

after i packed all of the necessities, i made sure to pack a bag with snacks as we were going to be on the road for a bit.

"i'm excited to meet your parents"

Dreams
"i bet your mother would
be proud of you"