Perfectly Fake (Atsumu xshy!reader)

Well Well Well - Chapter 21

A/N

I've kinda...broken my finger O.O...so it'll be hard to write chapters but I'll try and update more chapters, along with the one-shots. Thank you for sticking with me! 

Sorry, this is short. :(

Reminder: I'm sure Hitoshi is perfectly nice, this is just the roll he plays in this story :) 

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It had been a while since you had thought of Hitoshi, thought of the moment of crying behind the school. The feeling of crying into Atsumu's shoulder, his arms around your waist. You remember what he had said to him, what Hitoshi had said before he stormed off. You clenched your fist and took a deep breath, you wondered if he was serious. "Whatever, you never cared for me anyways." He said to Atsumu before walking off, did he mean it? The words rang in your head. Did he really think that? 

You sighed, maybe you were overthinking it. You shook your head and clenched your books to your chest. You were about to continue down the hall when you heard, crying, from the storage room. You paused, should you go in there? What were you thinking, of course, you should! You gently opened the door, "Hello?" 

The person covered their face, it was a young boy, kind of looked like Hitoshi. You knelt to the ground and used your thumb to wipe their tears, "Are you okay? I have some-" You fell back and backed away, "H-Hitoshi?"

Hitoshi grit his teeth and looked up, "Heh, hi..." You were speechless, 

"Pathetic isn't it. Former asshole, crying in a storage closet before homeroom." You were still surprised, not knowing what to say, "Listen relax, I'm not going to be a jerk anymore. L-Listen," Hitoshi paused hiccuping and crying some more, "I'm really sorry, I shouldn't have been such a jerk to you, I won't do it again." You bit your lip and sit criss-cross-apple-sauce on the floor letting him talk, Hitoshi started sobbing again and buried his face in his hands, "I'm so horrible," 

You patted his knee, "Hey, listen it'll be okay. You're not a horrible person, you've just made some bad choices, that doesn't define you." You got your bag and give him a small bag of tissues and he took them, "What you said before, about Atsumu not caring about." 

"Oh," 

"I'm sure Atsumu cares for you a lot, or else he wouldn't have yelled at you like that." 

Hitoshi blew into a tissue, "That doesn't seem to make a lot of sense." 

You laughed lightly, "Ya, let me explain. What I mean is Atsumu cares about you enough to, set you straight. He still wants to be your friend, I mean." You sighed, not knowing what to say, "What if I talk to him for you?"

"You'd do that for me?" 

"Ya, but I can't promise anything, whatever he does is his choice." 

Hitoshi nodded, and you handed him some water, "Thanks for being so nice to me, you didn't have to be." You smiled and nodded,

"It's nothing," 

"I'm sorry man, my friends are such jerks, I really was an asshole, huh?" 

You laughed again and helped him off the floor, "I guess ya, pick yourself up wouldya? We need to get to homeroom." 

"We're already late by fifteen minutes," He said giving your water back, 

You sighed, "Ya, I guess, want to go get a drink at the vending machine and skip homeroom?"

"Oh, what the hell, sure." He said and you two both heading out to behind the school. It was chilly so you dug through your jacket, the only jacket you had was Atsumu's jacket from a few days ago. Another cold breeze was sent through the air and you just put it on, it was a little big but it was alright. Hitoshi definitely noticed it was 'tsumu's jacket, but didn't say anything.

You were going to grab your wallet but Hitoshi stopped you, let me pay for it, it's the least I can do. You smiled at him, "Well, thank you." He bought his drink and you pointed to your (favorite/drink). You smiled, "Thank you, again." 

"Your welcome,"