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"So are you staying at a hotel?" You ask Atsumu when you get back to the car. "Yeah," he nods before telling you the name of the hotel. "Do you know how long you'll be here?" to query as you start the car and exit the diner parking lot.
Atsumu is in thought for a very brief moment—pretending he didn't already know the answer, "Just two days." He tells you which you nod at as you keep your eyes on the road.
At first, you bite down on the inside of your cheek to hold back asking your next question. "You could stay the night at my place then," you suggest not sparing a glance at the blond out of embarrassment.
"I wouldn't want to intrude," he's quick to respond.
"You're not intruding if I invite you Atsumu," you retort emphatically taking a quick glance at the man.
An exaggerated sigh leaves his mouth before he goes, "Well if you insist," he says with a smile creeping onto his face. You didn't even mind his playful comments because you expected nothing less from him. When you get back to your house it's closer to 10 AM now meaning you spent a good chunk of your mining with Atsumu.
"I'm supposed to run errands today—if you want you can tag along—or stay here with Koji," you tell him as you park in the driveway. Atsumu quickly agrees to run errands with you—mainly because he doesn't want to part from you now that you're together again.
"What errands are you running?" he asks curiously as you reverse back out of the driveway. "Last minute stuff—we have a show on Monday and some of the kids need new ballet slippers," you tell him. He nods along to the words leaving your mouth and he asks a question that has him curious. "Do you pay for their stuff with your own money?"
"Oh no," you shake your head as you laugh. "We recently had an anonymous donation which mostly went to building the set and we have some leftover money I'm gonna use for their stuff so they're all set for this upcoming week," you explain simply.
Atsumu hums and lets an understanding and drawn-out 'ah' slip past his lips. "Anonymous donation?" he raises a brief and you nod in reply. "Yeah—the first time it's ever happened," you inform him with a smile. "Aoi—my friend slash co-owner is trying to find a way to invite the donor to opening night—we're gonna leave an empty seat for them," you add on.
"It's hard to find someone who's anonymous though isn't it?" he questions and you let out a laugh. "Yeah obviously," you quip.
The ride to the store was rather short or maybe it felt that way because you spent the majority of the ride talking. When you got inside with Atsumu you'd pulled out your phone and opened a notes app section that had a list of things you needed. "If you're gonna help you can either read the list or find stuff as I read off of it," you tell him offering him your phone.
