Bully

28

You took your time in the locker room, showering thoroughly to get rid of all the sweat and other smells that accumulated through practice. You step out with your towel wrapped around your torso, heading back to your locker. You dry off quickly, grabbing the outfit your mom helped you pick out.

Suki stares at you once you were dressed. "What's with the outfit?"

"I'm meetin' up with Sumu, remember?"

Mai raised a brow. "What's that got to do with you dressing nicely?"

You sigh. looking at the floor of the locker room. "I told my family, and my pop insisted I wear somethin' nice. My ma spent an hour pickin' this outfit out."

Suki leaned against her locker. "That's just a waste of a good outfit. Ya need to look good for yer double date."

"Double date?"

"Ya and Shiro, Kiku and Atsumu."

Kiku nodded. "You can't make too much of an impression on Atsumu-kun, Y/n. Talk about me as much as possible. Get him ready for our double date next week."

You hold your hands in front of you defensively. "Look, I don't think Sumu's interested in ya, Kiku. If anythin', he seems kinda annoyed when yer around. Don't get yer hopes up."

Kiku puffed up her cheeks in a pout. "That's why you're going to have Shiro with you. You and Shiro go off on your own, while I make Atsumu-kun fall for me."

Mai sighs. "Why did you even agree to any of this in the first place?"

"I didn't really get a choice." You close your locker, grabbing your bag and slinging it over your shoulder.

Suki huffs out a breath. "Ya shouldn't get alone time with Atsumu. It totally ruins the perfect ship I have of Shiro and ya."

"Can ya stop talkin' bout that? I don't have an interest in Shiro."

Kiku looked at you skeptically. "Does that mean you have a thing for Atsumu-kun?"

"Oh my - no! It means I don't wanna get involved with romance or relationships! I only wanna focus on volleyball and school. Anythin' else gets in the way of my future."

Suki hung her head. "But my perfect ship."

Mai shook her head. "Leave Y/n alone with that stuff. Oh, but on a somewhat different topic, Samu and I are going somewhere today."

You look at her, interest shining in your eyes. "Oh? Why?"

"We heard about this cafe that was opening, and decided we'll go there together. I didn't have plans, and Samu didn't wanna be home when Atsumu brings you there."

You hum, adjusting the bag on your shoulder. "Have a good time, then. I have to go help Sumu with homework for who knows how long." You start walking out of the locker room, walking through the gym to head outside.

The 3 girls quickly follow after you, trying to keep up with your strides.

The moment you and your friends step out of the gym, you're met by 3 boys you know all to well. You sigh, already knowing that a fight was about to break out. You step in between the 2 boys, pushing them away from each other.

Atsumu smiles as he looks at you. "There ya are. Ready to get goin'?"

You nod, a small smile forming on your face. "Yeah." You turn to the other boy. "I'll see ya 'round, Shiro." You pull the blond boy away from the others, practically dragging him to the entrance of the school.

Atsumu willingly lets you drag him around, smiling at you. "Ya look good today. Any reason why ya dressed up?"

"My ma picked out this outfit."

"I should stop by yer house tonight and thank 'er."

You roll your eyes, letting go of him as you walk through the entrance gate. "If ya wanna walk me home when we finish at yer place, then be my guest. I won't stop ya."

Atsumu walks next to you, grabbing your hand and leading you to his house. "Looks like I'll be walkin' ya home tonight."

***

Atsumu takes you up to his room. "Go ahead and sit on the bed."

You nlink a few times, then walk over to sit on the bottom bunk. "Shouldn't we do homework at a desk or somethin'?"

The fake blond boy let out a hearty chuckle. "Ya really think I brought ya 'ere for homework?"

"Well, yeah. Why else would ya invite me over?"

He slowly walks to you, pushing you down until your back was against the mattress. He hovers over you, eye piercing your own. "I think we both know where this was gonna go. No one else is 'ere."

You move your hands, pressing them against his chest as a way to try pushing him away. "So ya just blew off Kiku to have me at yer house alone with ya?"

Atsumu leans in close, his lips almost touching yours. "Do ya have a problem with that?"

"Uh, well, not - not really. But if ya weren't interested in Kiku, couldn't ya have just said somethin'?"

"I coulda. But then I wouldn't have ya here with me right now." He closes his eyes, closing the distance between your lips.

You close your eyes, shutting them as tight as you can. 'What's goin' on?! For years, he's been rude to me and now he's suddenly kissin' me at every chance he gets!' You wished you knew why he was doing all this, but nothing seemed to make sense.

He hummed, slowly pulling away from you. He looks fondly at you as your eyes are still closed tightly. He brings a hand up, cupping your cheek gently. He rubs his thumb along your soft skin, his eyes looking down at your lips. "Yer mine, ya know that?"

You slowly flutter your eyes open. "What do ya mean?"

"No one else can touch ya like this. Only I can hold and kiss ya."

You scrunch your brows together. "Then that makes ya mine."

Atsumu's eyes sparkled, excited by the thought that you consider him to be yours. "And?"

"That doesn't make sense. Ya let girls flirt with ya, so that means yer not mine. I'm not yers, if we're bein' fair bout it."

He sighs, getting off of you, sitting on the edge of the bed. "I thought ya might not understand. I'm guessin' the plans for next week aren't gettin' cancelled?"

"No. Why would we cancel that?"

The fake blond shakes his head. "It's nothin'. I should probably take ya home now. Come on, get up. Let's get goin'."

***

You stop in the entrance of your house. "Mom, dad, Sumu's 'ere!"

Your parents walk over, smiling at the boy standing behind you. Your dad beams at the boy. "Nice to see ya again. Are ya gonna stick 'round for a while?"

Atsumu shakes his head. "I just came to thank yer wife for picking out Y/n's outfit. I needa get home and do some stuff. See ya, Y/n." He leaves the house, walking the way to his house by himself.

You head up to your room, closing your bedroom door. You walk across the floor, then flop down on your bed. You let a groan slip past your lips. "Why did he even kiss me?"