𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌𝐒 // 𝐌𝐈𝐘𝐀 𝐀

38

atsumu didn't know what to do the next morning. he still kept the secret photos of you guys up on his instagram because he wasn't ready to take them down. he also kept all of the photos you guys took together in his camera roll because he wasn't ready to delete them.

atsumu told himself everyday that he was selfish for doing what he did. but did you really have a reason to be mad? i mean after all, he really did not think you guys would ever get back together, especially with the non disclosures.

was it so bad to need a distraction? needing a distraction could've been done in other ways. usually, playing volleyball was his distraction.

but even while he played volleyball all he could think about was you. he needed to focus on something else for once, and sex was the only way he could do it.

your condition on the other hand was equally as bad.

all you could think about was how good things had been going, all for it to be torn down. you still thought about the fact that he didn't have faith in you. in your relationship.

but even you thought "do i really have a right to be mad? we broke up".

TWO WEEKS LATER

it took atsumu two more weeks to finally make a change in his lifestyle. he started working out more than he already did and became school and volleyball centred. he still thought about you everyday at night, but he realized that in order to try to get you back, he had to better himself.

and that he did.

every week there would be a new bouquet of flowers at your front door. with your favourite drink and a hand written letter. he did this for a consecutive week, hoping you'd say something.

it took everything in you to not run back into his arms. even his roommates were surprised, he had never put this much effort into getting a girl back, not even his ex girlfriend from highschool.

you still held so much love for him in your heart, but you just couldn't fathom the thought that he had to use someone else to get you off of his mind.

you wondered if sara had any self respect. how could she let herself get used like that?

i guess you never really know until you're in that situation. and you hoped to never be in it. but you shouldn't have to walk in her shoes to empathize with her.

recently you had gotten close with your brothers wife, akira. she was wise for her age, and was always rational.

you decided to call her and ask for her opinion of the situation because she was always honest and sincere with you.

"hey akira, are you busy right now?" i asked. "hey y/n! never too busy for you, what's up?" she asked. "i'm in a bit of a pickle right now with atsumu, and i need your perspective" i replied, scratching the back of my neck.

"this is actually a perfect time, the kids just went down for a nap" she chuckled. "okay shoot, what's going on?"

"okay so obviously you know that atsumu and i got back together a few weeks ago, but like two weeks ago he slept over and his phone kept buzzing while he was sleeping. so obviously i checked to see who it was, it was some girl named sara! and as any rational person does, i took his phone and looked at the texts- oh wait here, i'll send them to you"

"okay. woah- is this when he was with you?" she asked. "well... no? here's the thing, so i woke him up and asked him to explain because initially i thought he was cheating on me. but turns out during our little break thing because of my parents, him and that girl were hooking up as a distraction or something like that"

"okay, what happened after?" she asked. "well i broke up with him. i don't know how i feel about all of this. like how could he be so intimate with another girl while he was supposedly so miserable without me" i groaned.

"i can understand how you feel, y/n. i do think that from an unbiased point of view, he should've found other ways to distract himself. i mean he literally plays volleyball for like, hours everyday. but regardless, you guys also weren't together during that period of time."

"i know we weren't together, and i know he technically didn't cheat on me, but i feel so... betrayed for some reason."

"and that's okay. your feelings are valid, but you do have to remember that he isn't necessarily in the wrong. well i mean, he is, but he also isn't, does that make sense?"

"it does. i just don't know what to do. like i knew that after his highschool girlfriend, he had a reputation for being well, a whore, but i didn't think that his activities would happen while i was in his life. i don't know, maybe that sounds entitled"

"this past week he's been sending me flowers and hand written letters about his week and stuff. hold on let me find his most recent one" i said, rummaging through the drawers in my bedside table.

"found it. okay, hold on. uhhh... okay yes. dear
y/n. i hope you like this weeks flowers, i tried to change it up from last week. anyways, this week i worked out a lot, and studied a lot. oh yeah, i got a 85 on one of my recent tests! still not up to your level of smartness, but it's better than what i had before. funny enough, i've been using the study methods you showed me"

"aw that's cute" akira chuckled.

"it kind of is cute. anyways, uhh where did i leave off again? oh right. i thought about you a lot today, i hope you'll get back to me someday. i think samu is tired of me going on and on about ya :( . that's alright though, i have faith you'll get back to me one day. okay that's enough rambling, i hope you had a good week, enjoy the food! xoxo tsumu"

"he sent you food too? damn girl, you better go and take his ass back" she said. "ugh i know. but i feel like, terrible. like i dump him for two weeks and then all of a sudden i kind of want him back?" i sighed. "sounds shitty" i continued. "it does but, if you want it that bad, and he clearly wants it that bad, then what's stopping you?" she asked.

"you're right. thanks for everything akira! send my nieces and nephews my love, i'll be over with lots of gifts this weekend for dinner!" i said. "okay sounds good" she laughed.

i hung up and left my apartment.

Dreams
"everything i know brings me
back to us"