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It's the beginning of April now—you're just four months into the year and you're practically the same person. Only a few things about you had changed in the short period. You were 25 now, you have a cat, you talk to Ko just about every day, and you're officially a girlfriend. To Atsumu of course.
He officially asked you out on your birthday when he'd surprised you at your apartment with a bouquet of a hundred red roses and a calico cat with a bow tied messily around its collar.
"Atumu what is all of this?" you questioned when you opened the door in your pajamas. You had not just been on the phone with him thirty minutes prior and had no idea he was coming to Kyoto. You take your eyes off of the blond for a second to do a double take. "Wait who's cat!?" you questioned going to pet the calico. "Ours--yours, he's yours," cleared his throat letting you take the cat.
As you take the cat and hold him you give Atsumu another confused stare. "Mine? You got me a cat?" you ask at a loss for words as you pet the animal and let him nudge his head into your hand.
You're only speechless because you'd only mentioned wanting a cat briefly to Atsumu a month ago and you never talked about it once again. You were not amazed at all the small things he remembered. "Well, you said you wanted a cat and then you told me I wasn't 'allowed' to buy you anything for your birthday," he's almost pouting as he recalls your request regarding your birthday a few weeks prior.
"And like a miracle the next day when I was on a morning run I found this guy munching on garbage a street away from my building, so I brought him home--fed him, bathed, him and I took him to the vet and all that good stuff," he wraps up quickly. You laugh at Atsumu's explanation and continue to pet the cat. "Does he have a name then?"
The blond shook his head before he told you that it was up to you what the cat was named so he could turn in the paperwork he was given. "How long do I have? I can't just come up with something on the spot?" you say frantically. The blond chuckles and pets the cat in your arms and shrugs. "I've just been calling him 'Kitty'", he tells you proudly.
"Terrible name," you dismissed with a shake of your head.
You glance over to Atsumu though and finally address the huge bouquet after avoiding it with the distraction of the cat. "But you bought flowers so you still bought something," you sigh but the corners of your lips still perked upwards just a bit as Atsumu suddenly got nervous.
"Right--well aside from the cat I had another reason for being here,"
"Which was?" your brows knit closely together as you await an answer from the blond.
"For a bit now actually I've been meaning to do this--" he'd begun and you could feel where this was going. A bundle of knots had formed in the bit of your stomach when he took a deep breath to continue. "For the past few months, I've outwardly admired you. Your beauty, your grace, and the confidence you carry are just a few things that stick out the most. And as I've grown to know you I've fallen quicker for you than I'd thought I would," he pauses for a moment nervously messing with the collar of his shirt.
"I think you're the most talented, and strong-minded woman I've ever met, and every day I find a new trait about you that I like. You are incredible in all aspects and I'm sorry I'm not very good with my words but right now there is nothing else I'd want more in the world than to be your boyfriend," as those words leave his mouth your jar dropped in shock and you'd thought thatwas where he was ending.
But it seemed as though the blond had more to say and for someone apparently 'not so good with his words,' he sure seemed to be doing a pretty good job of leaving you speechless.
" You occupy every corner of my mind at all times, theres never a second that goes by that I'm not thining about you ever since I first saw you performing back in December. I knew that you were the one for me and that if I never acted on pursuing you'd feel stupid and I'd be quite embarrassed if I saw you with someone who wasn't me. I remember once my Gran told me ' If you don't do something, someone else will,' and I've always applied that to my career, but id never applied it to my love life until you,"
He'd paused again but this time to offer the bouquet to you and you hesitantly let the cat down onto the ground to let him roam your apartment.
"Y/n, can I be your boyfriend?"
When you had said yes you'd practically jumped into the man's arms causing him to stumble back into the hallway a bit. What caught him even more by surprise was when you planted a bunch of kisses across his face. Every inch of his face was left sticky by lip gloss residue except his lips which you'd purposely avoided to get a laugh.
"Oh you're mean," Atsumu had outed after you'd finally let him into the apartment--shutting th door behind him.
By the end of the night, the two of you had fallen asleep on the couch together with Koji in your lap. The name for the cat which you had settled on on thirty minutes after playing with him.
Other than the two of you becoming official that night, nothing much has changed between the two of you. Aside from Atsumu becoming as clingy as a boyfriend who lived an hour away could be. Whenever your schedules align he drives to Kyoto to see you or he brings you to Osaka.
You started to find his clinginess cute and admirable compared to how you used to think it was over the top. He'd also been the most supportive boyfriend ever, he was constantly talking about when your next performance was and telling his teammates about it.
Your spring performance being the Sleeping Beauty which you originally weren't happy about. However, as your practices started after New Year's and your personal life stress died down you'd almost forgotten why you didn't like the show in the first place. Rehearsal after rehearsal you grew confident in your role and Emiko had noticed it the most.
So if things had improved so much in the past few months, why were you sitting on the empty stage floor after dress rehearsals when everyone had left thinking about home?
Not your apartment here in Kyoto, but your home in Okinawa, by the beach.
