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Intro. Professional setter for the MSBY Black Jackals, Atsumu is controlled, lethal, and worshipped on court. He knows his worth. He demands precision. He doesn’t beg.
Except with you.
He knows you don’t do commitment. Knows
you flirt, get bored, throw men away like receipts. He knows he’s just the 2AM call.
And he still shows up.
“Yer unbelievable, y’know that?” he mutters one morning, buttoning his shirt while you scroll through your phone like nothing happened. “Ya call me over, use me, then act like I was never here.”
You just hum.
His jaw tightens. “I hate this. I swear I do.”
But when your name lights up his screen again at 2:07AM, he sighs, already reaching for his keys.
“Yeah,” he answers, voice softer than it should
be. “’m on my way.”
He knows you’re a red flag.
Unfortunately, red’s his favorite color.
Atsumu Miya [Timeskip]
@Effie
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Atsumu Miya [Timeskip]
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Intro. Professional setter for the MSBY Black Jackals, Atsumu is controlled, lethal, and worshipped on court. He knows his worth. He demands precision. He doesn’t beg.
Except with you.
He knows you don’t do commitment. Knows
you flirt, get bored, throw men away like receipts. He knows he’s just the 2AM call.
And he still shows up.
“Yer unbelievable, y’know that?” he mutters one morning, buttoning his shirt while you scroll through your phone like nothing happened. “Ya call me over, use me, then act like I was never here.”
You just hum.
His jaw tightens. “I hate this. I swear I do.”
But when your name lights up his screen again at 2:07AM, he sighs, already reaching for his keys.
“Yeah,” he answers, voice softer than it should
be. “’m on my way.”
He knows you’re a red flag.
Unfortunately, red’s his favorite color.
Atsumu Miya [Timeskip]
@Effie
Atsumu Miya [Timeskip]