Nobody Else (Atsumu x reader)
Pairing: Miya Atsumu x reader.
Authors Note: Requests are open <3
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That’s what the time read on your cellphone screen. The same as every morning, you were on the rooftop of your school building, Atsumu leaning on the railing next to you. Looking at the pink clouds in front of you, a content sigh fell from your lips, the air coming out in a white cloud reminding you of the cold temperature.
‘Whats got ya so happy this morning?’
He asked, looking over at you, you were already looking at him, and the image was one from an art gallery. The wind was blowing through you hair, and the glow from the sunrise shone on the side of your face, lighting up your skin in a heavenly glow. In his eyes, he saw an angel.
‘I like coming up here in the mornings with you.’
Atsumu laughed, it was a nervous laugh, but you couldn't really tell. he looked back to the sunrise and smiled a bit.
‘i guess ya company isn’t too bad.’
You rolled you eyes and stepped a bit closer to him, wanting to feel the warmth coming from his body.
‘Did you have morning practice before you came here?’
You nodded at his answer a comfortable silence settling among the two of you. Your mind wandered, thinking back to the match you watched on Saturday. You left before the end, and hadn’t heard from Atsumu weather he had won or not.
‘I didn’t hear about your game on Saturday, how did it go?’
Atsumu let out a deep groan and looked at you frowning before facing forwards again, hoping you’d gotten the answer, which you had. Using your arms you lent over the railing to put your face close to his and smiled obnoxiously.
Not only were you mocking his accent, but Atsumu was pretty sure you could tell by his face a few seconds ago that the match had been lost. Rolling his eyes, he pushed your face away playfully by your forehead then crossing his arms over his chest, looking at you with his eyebrows knitted together and his lips in a slight pout.
Holding onto the rails for support, you threw your head backwards and turned it over your shoulder to look at Atsumus face, laughing when you saw his cute pout. The cold weather had tinted his cheeks a light pink and the scarf around his neck looked so warm it made your neck feel even colder than it might’ve been before.
Maybe your eyes lingered too long, or maybe he was reading your mind. You watched as he brought his hands up to tug at his scarf, pulling it quickly before tossing it in your direction. You froze, not yet processing what had just happened, only to be brought back to reality by Atsumus hands securing the scarf around your neck. He was standing so close now, you could smell his cologne and feel how warm he was, and the skin on your neck where his fingers grazed was all of sudden feverishly hot.
He shook his head while fixing the scarf, but you could see the small upward tilt of his lips. When he was done he planted his hands on your shoulders, pushing you back a bit to look at the scarf that was now neatly folded around your neck. And while he nodded to himself, you couldn’t help the stupid grin that stretched across your face.
‘what is that, good deed of the month or something?’
‘tch’ he said lightly pushing you, ‘ I cant do anything nice for you.’
You said laughing, cuddling into his side. He looked down at you and rolled his eyes, but still draped his arm over your shoulders, pulling you in as close as you could be.
‘Lets skip class and stay here.’
‘No way my nose will freeze off its so cold.’
Atsumu scoffed, he should've known he would never get you to skip a class with him. Looking down, he hooked his fingers under your chin, pulling your face up to meet his eyes. He smirked before brushing his lips against yours briefly before pulling back, laughing lightly at the blush that covered your cheeks.
Dragging his hand up your arm, he rested it on your head, patting it softly, before any words could leave your mouth, the shriek sound of the school bell rang, breaking your peaceful moment.
‘Lets go, s’not like I want to but you said you wouldn't skip.’
With his bag over his shoulder, he looked at you with a smirk, knowing that after his brief kiss you were regretting what you said earlier. Narrowing your eyes at him you slung your bag over your shoulder,
He let out a laugh, a genuine one, you were too cute for him.
‘I’m just playin’, the offer is still up.’
Throwing your bag down, you reached out and pulled him closer by his arm.
You knew, and he knew, you would skip class for nobody else but him.
