first kiss, ft miya atsumu [requested by anon]
there was a comfort which came from knowing someone for a long time, a comfort that put you completely at ease around a person, that allowed you to relax in an embrace given by them.
that comfort, that ease, had never existed between you and astumu.
you were friends, as close as two people could be. osamu would state that you felt like extended family, a sister he'd never had, while your family would embrace the sentiment, treating atsumu as one of their own.
but you lacked that ease of physical contact, and you didn't know if it was because the feel of his arm around you made you think about what it would be like to be his or if he was simply adverse to physical contact towards you.
atsumu rarely hesitated to hug a fan, giving them a friendly squeeze before releasing them. he would gladly put up with their demands for kisses on the cheek, or a photo of them holding hands. with you, a moment of contemplation was required before he would embrace you, his hands carefully placed at the centre of your back. it was never for too long, just long enough to be considered a hug, before he pulled away. at times, you had to fight the urge to clutch at his top and hold onto him. other times, you stiffened in his hold, unsure of how to respond.
he treated you with so much care, so much tenderness, you often found yourself wondering why. but, the idea that it could be because he was in love with you never crossed your mind.
"y/n?" questioned atsumu, reaching over to adjust the blanket currently draped over the both of you. you turned to look at him, eyebrows furrowed. "have ya ever been in love?"
you hesistated. he could see the conflict in your eyes, the confusion. he could see the exact moment you decide to answer his question with one of your own. "have you?"
"i asked ya first," he protested, letting out a laugh as he moved closer, letting his shoulder rest against yours. "i'm curious."
"well, i'm-i-i don't really know how to answer that question," you stammered, heat rushing to your cheeks. all you could focus on was his nearness, the press of his shoulder against yours.
"we'll answer it together," he decided, watching you carefully. it took you a moment before you nodded, gathering your thoughts and deciding on an answer. "ready? three... two... one... yes."
"yes," you breathed, voice barely above a whisper. it took you a moment to register his response before you blurted, "who?"
in all the years you had known atsumu, he had never been in a serious relationship, only over engaging in casual hook ups according to a reliable source called miya osamu.
"was it unrequited? are you together? how have you managed to hide a relationship from everyone?" you continued to fire questions at him.
"to answer one of those questions, we're not together," he admitted, those honey brown eyes still watching you, still trying to gauge your reaction. "i'm not really sure how they feel. i hope it's not unrequited. i'm plannin' on finding out soon."
"do i know them?" you asked.
"you do," he replied. a slight smirk tugged at the corners of his lips. "i'd say ya probably know them better than i do."
"oh," you said, unable to hide the bitter note of disappointment in your voice.
"can i ask ya a question now?" he asked. he'd moved closer to you, was leaning in to peer at your face, his hands twitching at his sides. "who are ya in love with?"
"um, i-i-i..." you trailed off. it was silent between the pair of you, the only sound that of your breaths and the gentle murmur of the television.
warm, calloused hands cupped your face as he brought his lips to yours. it was just a kiss, a simple press of his lips against yours. they were softer than you thought they'd be, and he was gentle, so gentle as one hand slid back to cup the back of your head, the other moving down to hold your waist, pulling you into him. his lips coaxed yours open, encourging you to return the kiss. you found yourself sinking into the feeling of being held by him, your own arms reaching up to twine together around his neck.
he pulled away, resting his forehead against yours. "just in case you had any doubts, the person i was talking about was you."