"DONUTS."
12:02
before you even reach
the front door of your apartment,
you hear the muffled shouts of your
roommates and the tv.
a sudden wave of dread
overcomes you, and you instantly know
that whatever was happening on the
other side of the door, was probably
something you weren't going to like.
you pause for a second before
unlocking the apartment door.
y/n
"i'm homeeee!"
shouyou
"oh...y/n! welcome back!"
shouyou shouts from the
living area, sounding breathless.
the scene that greets you when you
enter the living room is not one
you expect nor want to see.
you groan at the mess your living
room had become and the two
happy-go-lucky suspects, lying on
the floor, shirtless.
atsumu
"my body feels on fire!"
shouyou
"my stomach! it hurts!"
y/n
"can someone explain what's
going on here?"
atsumu
"we're seeing who's the
most fit! we were seeing
who could do the most
sit-ups!"
atsumu
"angel was the judge to
make sure we didn't cheat...
but she fell asleep."
atsumu grimaces.
shouyou
"she's in my room. sleeping
soundly."
atsumu
"poor girl is exhausted, 'cause
of you."
shouyou
"we only went on a bike ride
and a hike and then swimming,
her favourite, and then paragliding,
and then we— oh. you think i
shouldn't have crammed everything
into one date?"
atsumu
"are you trying to kill her
off?"
y/n
"she's a really deep sleeper
if she can sleep through the
noise you guys are making."
y/n
"i could hear you from outside!
i know we're gonna get complaints
again.."
atsumu
"if the neighbours complain,
i'll take the blame. it was
our fault anyway."
atsumu
"right, so are we going again?
'cause you still haven't won."
shouyou
"i won the first round, actually!
and i won the arm wrestle! and
the balancing on one foot race!
and the obstacle course around
the apartment! and the pillow
fight! and the blindfolded spin
test! and the sitting on the wall
challenge! and the pillow fight!"
y/n
"you're on a losing streak,
'tsumu."
atsumu
"shuddap!"
since when had your absence
created a playground for idiots?
the two of them barge of them push
past each other, running closer to you,
with huge grins on their faces.
shouyou
"we can settle this properly
now, 'cause y/n can be our
new judge!"
y/n
"um, no. we have to tidy
up— actually, you guys have
to tidy up."
shouyou
"wait...why are you even
back here?"
y/n
"i live here?"
shouyou
"atsu said you moved
out!"
atsumu looks away, knowing
he'd been caught.
atsumu
"i was just kiddin' about
that!"
y/n
"atsumu."
atsumu
"it was a joke!"
shouyou
"i was just getting ready
to move my stuff into your
room because you have the
biggest room.."
shouyou
"and i broke my bed. the
planks supporting the mattress
snapped in half!"
y/n
"how...? wait...should i
even ask that?"
shouyou
"i was jumping on it
earlier today and then
all i heard was a huge
cracking noise! at first i
thought i broke my back,
but then i realised...i
couldn't feel any pain!"
shouyou
"then suddenly WUAHCK!
i'm on the ground."
shouyou acts out his story dramatically,
atsumu watching as though he vividly
remembered it.
y/n
"where's angel sleeping
if you broke your bed?"
shouyou
"you know those beanbags
in your room? i hope you
don't mind, but i put them
under my bed to support
the planks!"
atsumu
"that's pretty smart, shouyou."
shouyou smirks, puffing his chest
out with pride.
shouyou
"well what can i say, it was
one of my smarter ideas."
shouyou
"kageyama was so shocked and
jealous when i came up with
that idea all by myself when i
was facetiming him earlier."
y/n
"not my beanbags!"
y/n
"angel could have just
slept in my bedroom!"
atsumu
"but then angel wouldn't
be able to see his amazing
mechanic skills, right?"
you sigh, already feeling
stressed.
y/n
"well, as long as angel gets
some good rest. i can't imagine
what you put her through..."
shouyou
"hey! that's super mean!
i gave her a good head
massage earlier!"
atsumu
"hey, did you know shouyou
gives amazing massages? you
should take a leaf from his
book, y/n. last time you touched
my head you almost burst my
blood vessels."
y/n
"very funny, mr stink bomb.
i actually gave kenma a head
massage and he thoroughly
enjoyed it!"
atsumu
"well, he's either a liar
or he's a masochist."
shouyou
"woah! so you're saying y/n
can burst your blood vessels?
y/n's strong! y/n, wanna arm
wrestle?"
y/n
"uhh, maybe another time."
y/n
"and uh, also, shouyou...
you know if i moved out,
i wouldn't leave you in the
dark about it, right? i'm not
gonna leave without telling
the both of you."
shouyou
"but you never know!"
shouyou
"love does crazy things
to 'ya!"
shouyou forms a heart
shape with his hands.
atsumu
"hey! stop stealin' my
accent, ya' scrub!"
shouyou pats your head,
before smiling.
shouyou
"hey, you smell nice!"
shouyou
"like...like..."
he hesitates.
atsumu
"use yer' nose. sniff
up that scent!"
shouyou
"i'm not your pet, atsu.
you smell so familiar, y/n,
but i can't remember that
smell right now!"
y/n
"hm, well you smell...sweaty."
atsumu suppresses his laughter.
y/n
"i don't know why you're
laughing. you stink, too."
atsumu sniffs himself and
cringes.
atsumu
"ouch.. maybe we stink,
but...well, we did just
work out."
atsumu
"it means we worked hard."
shouyou
"yup! we worked real hard! if
you can smell it from meters
away, that's even better!"
shouyou says all too happily,
stretching on the ground.
y/n
"yeah, you worked real hard,
trashing the living room and
stinking it up."
shouyou
"we're sorry! i'll shower,
right now! i don't wanna stink
up the place even more."
y/n
"first, let's tidy up."
shouyou
"of course! atsumu! y/n!
let's see who can tidy up the
most things the fastest!"
you don't get to reply as
shouyou zooms out of earshot
before you can even form a
coherent sentence.
atsumu
"but what does the winner
get?"
shouyou
"the feeling of satisfaction,
of course!"
atsumu, not deeming the
situation as fun as shouyou
did, sighs and begins collecting
bottles that had been piled onto
the coffee table.
atsumu
"how was kenma?"
y/n
"fine."
atsumu
"good."
atsumu
"are you spending valentines
with kenma?"
y/n
"yeah."
y/n
"why?"
atsumu
"no reason."
y/n
"good."
atsumu
"good."
he doesn't say much,
uncharacteristically silent.
he sneaks glances at you,
and you know he feels like
saying something more, but
he doesn't act on it.
y/n
"go on, say it."
atsumu
"i ain't got anythin' to say!"
he folds his arms defensively.
y/n
"i can feel your eyes on me."
atsumu
"y'need to be humbled...i
ain't even lookin' at ya!"
y/n
"did you know...that when you
lie, your accent gets thicker?"
atsumu
"whaddya mean? you tryna'
say i wanna say something
n' i just ain't saying it? cause
if i did, i would!"
you quirk your brow, and
atsumu huffs in defeat.
atsumu
"why'd you read me so
well?"
you elbow him playfully.
y/n
"you wear your heart
on your sleeve, 'tsumu."
atsumu
"quit chattin' about it like it's
a bad thing!"
y/n
"i never said it was!"
the two of you fall into
an awkward silence.
atsumu
"y'know, uh..."
atsumu
"the whole wear yer' heart
on your sleeve thingy majigy.
i wish you would, as well."
atsumu
"you keep yourself to yourself
too often, and then you get
self-destructive. or you overthink."
y/n
"you just like the drama
my life beholds, 'tsumu.
gossip magnet, you are."
he pouts.
atsumu
"that ain't true! y'know, if
you actually told us how you
feel more often, i wouldn't be
so...you know, about kenma."
y/n
"what's so wrong with him?"
atsumu
"nothin' is wrong with him!
see, you're taking this the wrong
way already."
atsumu
"i'm happy yer' enjoying
yourself with him, and it's
nice, seeing you happy n'
stuff. you've really brightened
up lately, and we can all tell."
atsumu
"but i just...the amount of
hate you were gettin' for doin'
absolutely nothin' but just
interacting with kenma at the
begging of this all was a total
shitload, and you were struggling
back then—"
y/n
"that was ages ago, 'tsumu."
you brush it off, ignoring
atsumu's persistence.
atsumu
"it was only a few months ago.
you were properly cryin' over
it, and it hurt me to see you like
that because of his fans, y'know."
atsumu
"if you're seriously considering
being in a relationship with kenma
you gotta keep in mind that you're
gonna get hated on, probably more
than ever, and you gotta be prepared
to deal with that."
atsumu
"i know you ain't a baby, and i don't
want ya' to feel that way. i'm just
warning ya' that it's not gonna be all
sunshine and rainbows for you, like
it may feel like right now."
y/n
"i'm aware of that, atsumu."
y/n
"but every relatively famous
person receives at least a little
hate, and you just gotta learn
how to deal with that shit. i
can't keep letting it ruin my
own life and my own happiness."
atsumu fiddles with his
fingers.
atsumu
"but...what if you get cancelled..
then what?"
you laugh as you toss a
paper cup into the bin.
y/n
"please. that'll never happen.
his fans wish they were me."
atsumu
"okay, then."
atsumu
"good. i'm happy for you."
shouyou
"did someone say donuts?"
you crane your head and
see shouyou, peeking his head
around his bedroom door, half-naked,
but with wet hair. you figured he
had showered after seeing you
and atsumu in deep conversation.
angel
"donuts? where?"
angel had also woken up,
evident from her quieter
voice coming from shouyou's
bedroom.
shouyou
"hooray! today's my cheat
day!"
shouyou
"who bought us donuts? i
want a chocolate one or one
with lots of sprinkles please!"
shouyou
"y/n did you get any sugared
ones? nobody eat them! those
are the only ones angel likes!"
you and atsumu exchange tired
glances.
atsumu
"you've set 'em off, now."
atsumu
"they want donuts. you're
buying."
y/n
"me? you started this conversation!
you should buy them donuts."
atsumu
"you mentioned the zoenuts!"
you end up actually buying donuts, due to
shouyou's dangerous idea of making
homemade ones, in the 'romantic' spirit.
atsumu suggests watching a
horror movie instead, and you all agree on
the idea.
shouyou
"kenma."
shouyou says out of the
blue, making both atsumu
and angel jump.
atsumu
"what?"
atsumu
"are you possessed? we're
trying to watch a horror movie
here, and you just scared the
shit out of me!"
shouyou
"y/n smelt of the cologne
kenma wears! i just remembered!"
y/n
"well.. i was at kenma's
so it makes sense..."
shouyou
"interesting."
shouyou places a finger on
his chin, suggesting he was
deep in thought.
shouyou
"veryyyy interesting..."
shouyou waggles his eyebrows
suggestively.
shouyou
"y/n, are you free on february
14th?"
atsumu
"hello? angel is here?"
shouyou
"i'm not asking for myself!
i'm asking for a good friend."
atsumu groans into his hands,
disappointed. angel pats atsumu's
back, reassuringly.
atsumu
"you're making this sound
worse."
angel
"it's fine. i know what he's
...trying...to do."
y/n
"well, either way the answer
would've been no. believe it
or not, but i'm actually spending
it with someone this year!"
you grin, smugly. you had suffered
years of relentless teasing from atsumu for
having no valentine, and this year
you could finally say things were different.
shouyou
"no! you can't! but kenma!"
atsumu
"duh, it's obviously him."
angel
"oooo."
atsumu tugs the blanket you
were tucked under and wraps it
around himself.
shouyou
"really? is it really, y/n?"
shouyou
"tell me atsumu's not lying!"
y/n
"atsumu, stop hogging the
blanket."
y/n
"and he's not wrong. i'm
spending valentines with
kenma."
y/n
"i got him a present
already, too."
you smile shyly, and angel
nudges you.
angel
"that's real cute."
shouyou
"what did you get?"
y/n
"you guys will make fun
of me. i'm not saying."
atsumu
"y/n, give me more of the
blanket. sharin' is carin."
shouyou
"both of you, stop moving!
i was comfortable in the middle
until you guys kept pushing
and pulling."
y/n
"sorry."
atsumu
"we need more blankets,
it's hard sharing one. angel,
can you go get some?"
angel
"no. didn't you share with
your twin when you was
younger? i'm sure you can
manage."
atsumu
"you're getting comfortable!
that was when we were like...10,
and didn't take up much space.
this blanket can't cover all four
of us!"
shouyou
"guys! stop talking! you just
missed the bit where the main
character's best friend but also
comedic relief character dies!"
y/n
"no! he was my favourite!
atsumu, i missed that bit,
and that's your fault!"
atsumu
"stop blamin' me for everythin!
gimme more of the blanket!"
y/n
"you literally have it all! angel
has none of the blanket!"
atsumu
"so why don't we let angel
have it all? huh? since yer'
set on bein' the negotiator."
y/n
"stop acting like a brat. i'm
not dealing with you, i'm not
your damn mom."
atsumu
"i never even called you
my ma! she looks younger than
you anyways!"
y/n
"now that's just cruel."
atsumu
"take it as a compliment."
shouyou pauses the movie,
finding the topic interesting
enough to join in.
shouyou
"no offence...but kenma
kinda looks like a gremlin."
atsumu
"or like a gargoyle i see at
church!"
y/n
"you don't even go to
church, asshole!"
you whack atsumu's leg,
and he yelps in pain, gripping
onto angel who jerks into shouyou,
who almost falls backwards off
of the couch.
angel
"so it looks like y/n took
full offence that..."
y/n
"yes, i am offended. are you
guys part of a kenma hate
club or something?"
shouyou
"so y/n likes the sleep deprived,
monster addicted...cheeto dust
gamer boys?"
y/n
"you are rude. he don't smell
like cheeto dust. he smells...nice."
atsumu
"so he smells like money."
shouyou
"i mean cheeto dust could
be a nice smell i guess!"
angel
"hey, stop teasing them! love
is blind, as they say."
atsumu
"as a couple, they're serving.
not looks, but they're serving
something.."
y/n
"i'm going to kick you off
of this couch in a second."
atsumu
"i'd like to see you try—"
atsumu's cut off by a farting
noise. you crane your head
towards the person most likely
to do so in such a situation.
y/n
"do you guys...smell that?"
atsumu
"shouyou."
angel
"why are you so gassy?"
shouyou
"it wasn't me this time,
i swear!"
NOTES;
if y see this, i'm writing i swear