𝑯𝒐𝒐𝒌𝒆𝒅 • ᴍɪʏᴀ ᴀᴛꜱᴜᴍᴜ x ꜰᴇᴍᴀʟᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ: ongoing

III: 𝑯𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅

HOOKED (CHAPTER 3):
HEATED

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You stop walking when you reach where your car is parked. You pick this place so that you two could talk in silence, but aside from that, you also plan on heading straight home after talking to Atsumu.

Seeing you stop beside the backseat door of your car, Atsumu stops as well, leaving enough space between the two of you. He silently watches you from behind, ignoring how his heart is currently stuck in his throat.

The spot gives you enough solitary and secrecy as you don't want to be caught talking with Atsumu. He followed you quietly, his mind practically malfunctioning. He doesn't even know why he did that - that when he technically begged you to talk to him, his body acted on its own. Maybe something was triggered within Atsumu when he saw how Semi looked at you.

"So," You pause, placing your hands on your hips. Your back is facing Atsumu while you try to calm your pounding heart, not wanting him to see how he's affecting you right now. "...what is it you wanna talk about?" You sigh, even though you have a solid idea of what he wanted to talk about.

Atsumu squints his eye on you, "Can you at least look at me?" He scoffs. One thing he hates is when the person he's talking to is not looking at him, that's why you're unintentionally pissing him off. However, if you know this information, you're sure you'd purposely ignore him just to piss him off even more.

You shut your eyes close before taking a deep breath. It takes you a few more seconds before turning to face him. You raise your eyebrows, pretending to be agitated when in reality, you're just hiding how he causes you to panic, especially now that you're close with each other.

Atsumu studies your face. Million thoughts are running on his mind, his emotions completely all over the place. However, it throws him to a state of confusion as to how staring at you calms him down.

"Are you in a relationship with him?" Atsumu speaks, catching you off guard.

You smirk sarcastically, "Is that what you're always gonna ask me every time you're gonna talk to me?" You remember the last time he asked you if you were in a relationship with Suna because you two were close.

Atsumu purse his lips before shrugging his shoulders. He throws you a sheepish smile, already feeling entertained seeing your vexed expressions.

"Just answer the question,"

"Who are you even referring to?" You scowl, making him narrow his eyes on you.

Atsumu stops for a second, analyzing whether you're just playing pretend or you don't really know what he's talking about.

"Semi." Atsumu holds back a pout.

Your mouth falls agape. You look at him in disbelief. "Are you fucking for real? We just met."

Upon hearing your response, Atsumu couldn't help but give you a smug grin.

"Really?" Thank goodness, he thinks.

"Is that all? Is that what you wanted to talk about?" You sound irritated, but it only fumes Atsumu's amusement.

Is that all he wants from me?, you look away, feeling pissed off already. You don't know whether you're pissed because he's wasting your time, or maybe because you're expecting him to say something else.