INDELIBLE [M] ;; Miya Atsumu x OC | Haikyuu!!

XVI. Put Your Head on My Shoulder

"You didn't do anything with him, right?" Atsumu squeezed the spoon he was holding. This was the umpteenth time he had asked Yui the same thing. The shoulder-length-haired girl scooped up her soup briefly before rolling her eyes.

"Miya Atsumu." She hissed. "How many times have I told you I have nothing to do with Haru?" Her eyes stared hard at Atsumu who was still not satisfied with her answer.

That blonde-haired man slammed the spoon down. It caused a shaking sound that shocked Yui.

"For fuck sake, Miya Atsumu." She let out a deep breath. "What do you want?"

"Don't be friends with him anymore." Atsumu knitted his brows. Demanding.

Yui crossed her arms. "You can ask me whatever you want, just not that one."

"Then—."

"And not to be your girlfriend again." Yui quickly cut him off.

Atsumu groaned. He was desperate because his chance to have a relationship with Yui was dashed again. His pair of misty brown eyes stared silently at Yui's bare face.

'She is beautiful even without makeup.'

He cleared his throat. "Why don't you want to date me again?"

"Because you are famous."

Atsumu rolled his eyes. "Besides, why would you want to have sex with me if we don't have any relationships?" He asked as he stared right at Yui's pair of dark eyes.

The girl stared at him before bringing her gaze back to the half-empty bowl filled with chicken soup, which she deliberately made because the rain made the atmosphere quite cold. But, to be honest, Atsumu's question just now made her shudder.

"Just think that.." She trailed her words. "Just think of me as an easy woman who would just do that with you." She replied while tidying her bowl, got up from her seat, approached Atsumu, and grabbed the empty bowl in front of him.

"Yui.." he called softly. Made that girl stop for a moment. Atsumu's big hand took the pile of bowls she was carrying and put them back on the table. "Look at me." But Yui still didn't budge. "Oh, come on, Yui." He whined while making Yui face him.

"Yes, I look at you now. What do you want?" The dark-eyed girl looked annoyed, but she couldn't resist Atsumu's whining. He's 23; and gee, who would believe the Black Jackals' vaunted setters, who look cool on the pitch, were actually a bundle of fluff?

"You." He said shortly while pulling her head closer. Planted a soft kiss on her lips and smiled cheekily.

"No," Yui answered as she lifted her pile of bowls back.

Atsumu hurriedly got up from his chair before intercepting his favorite girl. His eyes were fixed on the girl, who was about 17 centimeters shorter than him, and he kissed her cheek.

"Wha—"

Atsumu interrupted her words with a sudden kiss on her lips.

"Put your head on my shoulder
Hold me in your arms, baby
Squeeze me oh-so-tight
Show me that you love me too.."

Some of the song lyrics came out of Atsumu's lips, and his hands swiftly put back the bowl that Yui had brought to the table. He cutely placed Yui's palm on his shoulder. "Let's dance." He said while continuing the lyrics of the song that had previously been cut off with his discordant voice.

"Put your lips next to mine, dear
Won't you kiss me once, baby?"

Yui groaned as he started to kiss her again. The curves of her faint smile could not disappear from the corners of her lips as Atsumu made her turn like they were dancing in the hall.