he was so sick of seeing you argue with his best friend. not only did your harsh words scare the shit out of him sometimes, but he wanted to see his two close friends get along for once. it’s something he’s wanted ever since you and suna met back in middle school, but it seemed as if everything was the complete opposite.
he was running out of options, methods to get the two of you to finally get along. it was maddening, having to make separate plans in fear of the two of you not getting along. sure his twin thought this was all comical, but atsumu truly didn’t know how much more he could take. maybe that’s why he found himself here barding the door to the gym closet with a volleyball cart and a random stick he found on the ground. atsumu swore he would never do this, most likely because he’d forget about it, but he was desperate.
after all, he was running out of options, and this was his last resort.
“atsumu you dick let us out of here!” you cried, banging on the closet doors.
“i’ll let you out when i hear you both apologize!” he yelled, pushing the stick between the two door handles.
suna stood against the wall, his eyes rather relaxed compared to your panicked ones. “atsumu miya, this is ridiculous!!” you cried.
“you can’t lock us in here,” suna called. “coach is gonna be pissed if i’m not at practice.”
he was right of course, but suna couldn’t help but smile at the circumstances. your fighting got you both locked in a closet despite you both actually dating. it seemed as if you both deserved awards for your acting, considering how convinced atsumu was that you both despised each other, so much so that he’d end up pushing you into a closet while suna looked for a spare volleyball net that atsumu claimed he needed.
“well i’m captain now!” atsumu noted. “if i say it’s fine then it’s fine!”
“that’s not how it works ‘tsumu,” osamu noted walking up behind the boy.
your ears pricked up at the sound of the twin’s voice. “'samu please,” you begged. “let us out of here!”
your heart sunk, “why not?”
osamu sighed, “while i don’t agree with 'tsumu’s method, you two need to stop fighting. if this is what it takes so be it.”
you turned to suna who was silently snickering as you dragging a finger to your throat glaring at him.
“this is funny,” he whispered.
“i’m gonna kill you,” you replied.
“so what’s it gonna be you two?” atsumu called.
“ok fine,” you yelled out to the twins standing behind the door, “but just know you’ll be waiting a while, this asshole’s not worthy of an apology!”
“oh really?” suna asked, brow raised. “don’t tell me you’re not happy to be locked in here with me.”
you rolled your eyes. “locked in here with the boy i despise? sounds like a dream come true.”
“you love me,” suna replied.
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