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.in the night - miya atsumu

.pairings atsumu x fem!reader

.genre timeskip!au, post break up, bittersweet ending [a]

.ongoing | completed

.tw cheating, if it counts

.wc; 1.8k

SUMMARY

She had loved Atsumu for so long, but now she's beginning to think she's loved him for too long.

It was a peaceful Thursday night, like any other. The couple laid themselves on the couch and let their bodies mold into one another as the movie went on. You let out a burst of laughter as the next scene in the movie played, letting bits of regret creep up into Atsumu's back. Maybe he shouldn't have had that extra drink that night.

"Atsumu? Is everything okay?" You gave an expression of concern as your boyfriend stared at you longingly with a gaze that seemed remorseful.

"Baby, I have ta tell ya somethin'." He slowly shuffled away from the warm presence of his lover and fiddled with his fingers, a habit he tended to when he got anxious.

"Of course darling, anything." You rotated your body to face Atsumu in a more comfortable position, laying your arm atop of the couch, with your legs crossed.

"Before I tell ya everything, can ya promise to love me forever afterwards." His lips began to tremble, heart palpitating as if he was at gunpoint.

"Tsumu, of course I'll love you forever afterwards, now what's the matter?" You began to feel skeptical as the silence jeered on.

"The other night, with Osamu and Koutaro, I uh, had a few drinks too many and well, there was this girl who I met and we uh slept...together"

A pregnant silence cuts through, a long one at that. There's no response available from your lips and Atsumu begins to fear for his life; for your answer from his statement.

"When was this?" That was not the reaction he had expected. He awaited for the tears, the snot, the desperate cries and "Why's", but to no avail, you stayed silent. You sat in front of him, pretty like a doll, with an expression unreadable. Why weren't you angry with him? Did you not hear him properly?

"Um, two months ago, possibly. I uh, I haven't kept exact track...yeah, that's it." He sounded hesitant in his answer and it left a wave of doubt from your point of view.

Questions had flooded your mind, what happened two months ago for this to happen, did you do something? You felt restless and needed a drink. You stood up uncomfortably, letting the movie play on in the back.

"Why aren't ya doing anything?" Atsumj grabs your wrist, giving you a yearning stare, like a small child waiting for his mother to come home.

"Because I love you 'Tsumu, remember. I promised to." You gave him a warm smile, a comforting one. "I'm just a little bit thirsty okay?" You quickly slipped out of his grasp and stepped your way into the kitchen to fetch a glass of water, to try and take in the brief, yet heartbreaking information the man, whom you'd thought you would marry, had given you.

The footsteps of said man had made its way to you, slithering his arms around your waist and burying his nose into your neck, to feel a sense of comfort.

"I'm so sorry my love. I swear it was the alcohol, I wasn't thinking, please, I love ya so much, I stopped it with her right after, just, stay with me please 'm so sorry, I'll do anythin to make it right jus-"

"Atsumu, I still love you, I'm glad you told me, it must've been really hard for you huh?" You felt tears wringing up around your waterline, and kept your voice quiet and shaky, afraid it was going to go away. Atsumj kept his arms around you tighter, hearing your shaky sobs and feeling himself tear up too.

"You're too good for me, ya know that my love...after everythin I've done to ya, and ya still stick by my side.." He sobbed into your neck, as you wailed alongside him, keeping your hands on his forearm, as if he were support.

"I love you okay, no matter what, just remember that, please." You rubbed his arm in comfort, slowly pulling away from his warm embrace and wiping your tears away and sniffling, before mustering up the best smile you could.

"Now, shouldn't we be getting to sleep? It's late and you have practice early in the morning tomorrow." You stared at him with the same innocent eyes he first fell in love with, and felt as if he was a teenager, meeting each other for the first time all over again.

He nodded in agreement, and didn't let go of your hand even whilst you brushed your teeth. He was afraid you were going to slip out of his grasp as easily he did that night. It all felt the same, as if he'd never told you he'd cheated on you with another woman. You curled up in his body like a baby, and he wrapped his arms around you protectively, before immediately dozing off into his sleep.

Luckily for you, Atsumu was a heavy sleeper, and was able to cry for the rest of the night. You felt your chest getting heavier with each second after he had rolled onto the other side of the bed, snoring like a log. Your heartbreak was beyond description, clasping your shirt tightly in your hands, you took another shaky breath and cried once more as you stared at your partner's broad back.

You felt alone at that point in time. There was no longer the flashlight in the dark for you, it seemed as if Atsumu had led you to a dead end in life. Uou thought he was the answer, the solution, your genesis. But you had been pushed to the back of his mind so easily in one night. It was the next morning and the both of you had awoken with puffy eyes, yet smiled so lovingly as you buried your head into his chest.

"I'll visit you at practice later, I have errands to run with Yukie." You fabricated after rolling out of bed and slipping into a new change of clothes.

"Ya will? That's great, I can introduce ya to Shoyou, my spiker, although his old setter doesn't like when I call him that, he's not even in the same team!" He bantered on with a smile on his face, as you stared at him.

"Of course, love, I can't wait, now shoo go get ready." time felt too slow for atsumu as he waited for you to enter the gym hall. His legs bounced up and down in eagerness as his eyes darted around the halls, waiting for the familiar figure to come walking through the doors. And speak of the devil, there you were in all your glory. he rose up from his seat and walked towards you, pulling you into a bone crushing embrace.

"Tsumj, you're sweaty, baby." You pull back humorously, and shove him to a distance, only to leave him pouting like a child as he reached out towards you again.

"I'll finish my practice early, so we can go somewhere today-"

"No, you need to practice, you have that big game coming up soon, work hard, okay baby?" You stared up at him in determination, like tears were about to spill from your eyes.

“Hey, what's the matter?" His thumb brushed over her cheek gently, softening the electric expression he plastered onto his face.

"Oh nothing, I'm just so proud of how far you've come. I remember when we were third years in Inarizaki, and you used to brag about how you would end up as a pro-volleyball player. Look at you now! I'm so happy for you, Tsumu." It was your turn to pull him into a hug so tight that it could've suffocated him. He chuckled and rubbed circles on your back before hearing his coach beckon him to come back to practice.

"Wait for me at home yeah?"

"Sure tsumu. I love you so much, forever and always okay?"

"Forever and always baby." It was strange. you gave him a passionate kiss before exiting the gym hall. The way you embraced him, like it was for the last time, the way you spoke to him, like you were never to speak again. It was all strange. The doors slam shut, and some of his teammates hooted out a couple of "Ooh"'s and teases, as his face painted with red from embarrassment.

You finally left the scene. Hard and painful couldn't even begin to describe your emotions. You left the man you had been with for over ten years, unbeknownst to him. You didn't want his last memories of you to be an ugly argument, and someone leaving the other with words they knew they'd regret. You finally closed the door to the car you had rented, and drove to the airport, never to see Atsumu Miya, the love of your life, again.

It was six thirty in the evening, and Atsumu's practice had finally ended, with him and his teammates giving each other a congratulations and well done's on the hard work for today. He sprinted to his seat, with his duffle bag and his phone, which he kept quiet every time he went to practice to prevent distraction. Only to be left in utter agony.

Message from: Love <3

I'm sorry for doing this, but it was inevitable, I thank you for the ten years you had spent with me, and I thank you for the lifetime's worth of memories you had given me. I know it seems like much, but I'm so tired of hurting. I'm so tired of waiting for you to hurt me again and again. I'm so tired of having to hurt you back the same way. This isn't a healthy relationship anymore. It's time for us to move on. The night you told me that you had cheated, I knew that wasn't the only time you cheated. I could tell from the way you came home late, and refused to get changed in the same room as me, the way you wouldn't return my kisses at one point. But I'm glad that night, you did kiss me like you used to, you did hold me in your arms like before, and you did come crying to me whenever you needed like before. The moment you confessed to me about what you did, was a sign that you had finally grown up, and that we can be apart now, without anyone hurting. So, please remember that I love you so much. Forever and always. I won't forget our promise. Okay? I love you.

Atsumu felt as though his senses had disappeared, he dropped his phone, startling his teammates. The light of his life, the yin to his yang, the hot to his cold had left him. Just when he thought he could fix things. Everything felt numb. He could walk through a blizzard naked, and the pain wouldn't amount to even half as much to the text message his dearly beloved left to him.

"Atsumu-san? Is everything alright?" Shoyou made his way towards the hench man, wiping away his own tears.

"Y-yeah, just need to get home early today. Y/N is waiting for me."

"Look at you guys, I wish I had a relationship just like yours." Koutaro interrupted. Atsumu gave him a quick chuckle and picked up his duffle bag and left before whispering to himself.

"Me too."

a/n: good afternoon morning everybody, god has decided to let me live another day, and i'm going to make it everyone's problem

[22:18] waking up with miya atsumu

warnings none just icky fluff

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it was around six forty nine am on a monday when you awoke, which was surprising, because you always woke up later than atsumu. the sun was especially blinding today and you had no choice but to open your eyes.

what a bother. now you couldn't go back to sleep. no matter how many times you tried to toss and turn to find the right position to fall back asleep in, your lethargy never found its way back.

beside you, was your husband, atsumu miya. sleeping soundly- okay that's a lie, he sleeps like a log and snores like a bear. his arms were tightly wrapped around your waist, and he buried his face in your stomach as you sat up.

shifting yourself back down to his level, you stared at his drowsy expression as drool began to drip down the side of his lip. chuckling, you wiped it away before placing a kiss onto his head. and another. and then another one. and another one after that.

"babe, yer killin' me with these kisses. its so early why are you awake?" he finally wakes up and rubs his eyes, staring up at your bewildered expression as you were caught in the act of kissing his face in his sleep.

"hmm i think the universe wanted me to wake you up this time, instead of that irritating alarm." giggling, you plant another kiss on the tip of his nose as he groans.

"what's wrong with my alarm?"

"what's wrong with me kissing my husband?" a short silence echoed in your bedroom, and atsumu rolls over on top of your body, and lays his head between your chest and huffs jokingly.

"i guess yer right. you should do it more so i wake up earlier." he rests his chin on your sternum and smiles mischievously, puckering his lips out towards you.

"and sacrifice my own sleep? i think not." you push him off before stretching your arms out, and getting out of your side of the bed to get ready for the day, only to be pulled back in by a pair of arms, positioning you in your previous place.

"then at least stay in bed with me for the whole mornin'." you stare up at him as he traps you between his arms beneath his body, with a cheeky smirk on his face.

grabbing his face, you kiss him lazily and smile, an indication that you were going to stay in bed for a few extra hours minutes. he responds and sits you up on his lap, returning your physical affection, before you pull away and grin at him. a short lived pause emits and the two of you stare earnestly at one another.

"wanna lay in my arms?"

"is that even a question?" you dove back in the sheets, and submerged yourself within the comforts of your husband's toned bicep, and embraced his waist with your arms as he tangles his legs with yours.

"i love mondays." he sighs.

"no you don't."

"yer right i don't. but i love mondays with you."

"that's so cheesy i don't want to cuddle anymore."

"wait come back i was jus' jokin' baby." he laughs, with the sound reverberating in the room, pulling you back in his arms again.

a/n: i am so sorry for the inactivity pls accept this as an apology i will try to be more active during the summer </3

[01:21] atsumu miya has a big crush on you

warnings none!

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you weren't surprised that he stared at her; her features so delicate, yet sharp, gentle yet so bold. envy couldn't help but knock at your door as you notice that every class you catch him staring at her: your seatmate. much like all the other people, you'd taken a liking to atsumu miya, the setter of the volleyball club.

you shared a few classes with him, but most of the time you sat apart in far distances from the room, your existence barely noticeable to his schedule. despite having a friendship with him several years back, he'd changed and drifted from you as a result of conflict in interest. blissful and short lived was the friendship, yet quality over quantity had truly reigned over that highlighted phrase, and you had come to terms with it yourself.

even though you had been friends with atsumu for two years as early teenagers; he made life feel like rainfall on a drought, sunshine in blistering winters. he'd provided you with chunks of happiness no other person could gift to you. losing him was a defeat on your behalf as you realised you weren't as important to him as you had thought.

sitting pretty your seatmate, emiko, sighed tirelessly at your cluelessness as you quietly groan at the reminder of atsumu never looking your way, when in reality it was the polar opposite.

watching you dejectedly sit every lesson beside her was a killjoy, and she'd wish you could notice that in reality atsumu had been burning holes into your face every class, and not her. although the chase was interesting to witness, it had taken far too long and she couldn't help but feel as if she'd become a wedge in the (yet to bloom) relationship.

"that ends this lesson, please make sure that all the people's names i've written on the board have handed in their assignment by tomorrow. you may all leave." like the speed of light, you pack up your books and are the first to leave the class, sparing no glance to the innocent setter waiting to grab your attention.

"miya-san," emiko calls out, "if you're going to stare at l/n-san all throughout the class, do it so they know that you're staring at them, not me."

atsumu's face burns red with embarrassment and he nods in accordance, before running towards the direction he assumed you headed. sighing yet again, emiko slowly packs her bags up and hopes that things between you and atsumu are cleared up.

a/n: this is kind of a whole like mutual pining thing but both love interests are dense and cant pick up hints ?? its really short though rip