~Story 19~
~Title: Playing Hard To Get~
~Character: Atsumu Miya~
~Trope/AU: Colleague/Classmate~
~Warnings: Swearing~
~Word Count: 1715~
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You rolled your eyes as the boys behind you yelled. You were trying to get your work done, but the two twin brothers seated behind you were yelling at each other over god knows what. You tried desperately to ignore them, but they were so loud! Eventually, you had enough. You turned around and yelled at them.
"Can you two shut the fuck up! Some people are actually trying to work and no one cares about your bickering. Save it for outside!" you hissed. Both of the boys stopped and looked at you.
"I'm sorry. My brother here just thinks Ariana Grande sucks!" the blonde one hissed.
"I didn't say that!"
"You did!"
"Shut up!" you hissed again. They both nodded and you turned back around to your work. You heard snickering from behind you and you turned around again. A black-haired boy began laughing at them.
"You two just got told off, that's gold,"
"Shut up Suna!" the blonde one hissed at him. You coughed to catch all three of their attention and once they were looking at you, you gave them all a death stare. They all got the hint, and you didn't hear a word from any of them for the rest of the class. Until the end of class.
"Hey, sorry about my brother and I. And Suna too," The sliver-haired twin said to you as he stood by your desk. You packed your things and nodded.
"It's fine I guess. You guys were just so loud. It's hard to concentrate, you know?" he nodded this time.
"Yeah, I know. I'm sorry. Uh, Osamu by the way," he said, holding out his hand for you to shake. You were a bit confused by the sudden introduction, but you didn't want to be rude.
"I'm y/n,"
"The blonde one's my brother Atsumu and the other one's Suna. Our friend from the volleyball team," you nodded, looking at them.
"But Ariana's an icon! Don't you dare say that shit about her!" you heard Atsumu hiss at Suna. You rolled your eyes and scoffed.
"He's quite a character, isn't he?" you asked.
"That's true. He really just likes his music artists I guess?" your things were now packed and you were ready to go to lunch. You and Osamu said your goodbyes and you were somewhat thankful at least one of them seemed sane.
~~~
"Did she say anything about me??" Atsumu asked while he, Suna, and Osamu were on their way to their gym.
"Wouldn't you like to know," Osamu replied.
"Oh come on! She was cute as! Tell meeeee,"
"And here we go again. Atsumu's got the hots for someone who shows they have balls," Suna muttered.
"She just said that you're a character,"
"Oh cool, she thinks I'm cool and unique," Osamu face palmed at his brother's stupidity.
"Means she thinks you're annoying," Suna stated bluntly.
"You're just jealous you don't have the looks that I do!" Atsumu said, raising his head in superiority.
"What looks? You look like a sack of mouldy pears." Suna laughed.
"Hey!" the twins both said in union.
"You know I'm identical to him right?" Osamu asked Suna, to which he received a nod.
"I still stand by what I said,"
~~~
"So I can't even have your number?" Atsumu pleaded.
"We've known each other for what, two weeks now? Most of that is in class and is me yelling at you to shut up. What makes you think I'd give you my number so easily?" you asked, taking your seat. He stood the front of your desk and watched you get your books out.
"Idk... I'm good looking?"
"So's your brother then,"
"Wait, so you do think I'm good looking?"
"No, I was just humouring you," Atsumu pouted like a sad puppy at your words and you couldn't help but smile. That was a lie though, and you knew it. You had seen his kid on TV playing Volleyball;; and in your class before now and damn was he cute, but there was no way you'd tell him that. And anyway, he seemed like a total self-centred ass. "Why do you want my number anyway? I'm not just some girl swooning for you and going to just date you for the sake of 'DaTiNg AtSuMu MiYa'. You're brothers nicer anyway," you said with a smile. You liked messing with this kid. It was fun. He looked at you, offended, but also impressed and flustered. You're a bitch, and he liked it.
"My brother's just as annoying as me!"
"If that's so, why are you the one bugging me for my number and he's the one in his seat?"
"I... yeah no I've got nothing. Well played y/n," Atsumu sighed, walking over to his seat and sitting in it. You laughed. After your first interaction with the boys, you all somehow had become somewhat friends. Or at least just in class. You were alone in this class, so having the boys to talk to made it a little nicer, even if they were annoying at times. But you couldn't believe he had the audacity to ask you for your number!
The bell rang, indicating the end of the session, and you wanted to rush to your next class, but not before walking to Atsumu's desk and dumping a piece of paper on his desk. Atsumu watched as you left the room, then looked down and smirked when he saw a phone number scribbled onto it. He held it up and waved it at Osamu and Suna.
"Get fucked boys! I win ahaha!" he laughed.
"I can't wait for the moment you realise she gave you a random number," Suna said, making Osamu laugh.
"Hey! No, she gave me her number, you watch,"
"Wait, what's those words say?" Osamu asked, taking the paper and reading the words out loud. "This is not for you. Give this to Osamu and Suna. I want to talk to them. Thanks Atsumu ;)" Osamu and Suna laughed and Atsumu's jaw dropped. Suna and Osamu walked out of the class, still laughing, and holding the paper. Atsumu groaned. You were playing hard to get and messing with his head. He should be mad, but he had to give you credit for it.
~~~
"Oh come on! You can't even tell me it?" Astumu whisper-yelled at his twin.
"No, she said not to,"
"It's been a week!" the two of them whisper argued as Suna was currently on the phone.
"Yeah, they were wondering if you wanted to come... Yeah our mangers out sick... No, they wouldn't mind, they asked me... You can?... Cool, meet us in the car park in 10?... Cool, bye," Suna hung up the phone and the twins looked at him.
"You got a temporary manager for the practice game today?" Osamu asked. Suna nodded. "Who?"
"Y/n. She's going to meet us in the carpark near the bus, so get your stuff. I'm going to tell Kita," Suna said, walking off. Atsumu's cheeks began to heat up and Osamu was quick to notice.
"Ooo, your girlfriend is coming with us to our practice match. You ready for her to watch all your shitty sets?"
Astumu groaned and stared at his brother. "And your shitty spikes."
"I'm not the one with a crazy crush on her though," Osumu said with a smirk.
"I really want to punch you right now,"
"When do you not?"
"That's true... let's just go," Atsumu hissed, seeing Kita and Suna talking, heading out of the gym. Atsumu and Osamu grabbed their bags and they too headed out of the gym.
~~~
You sat in your seat, happily looking through your phone. The boy next to you was struggling to get comfortable and his squirming and constant grunting was beginning to annoy you.
"Atsumu, just sit. It's a bus, it's not going to be comfortable,"
"Well... you're just a bus, so..." you just looked at the blonde idiot with your eyebrows raised. "Ok, as you can tell I'm not great at insults. But it's just hard to get comfy!" you rolled your eyes and grabbed his head, moving him so he was lying down with his head on your lap. "This is actually much better," he said, looking up at you. you rolled your eyes and continued going through your phone.
"Good, so shut up,"
~~~
You were actually getting invested in the game, which surprised you, as, you know, Volleyball wasn't your forte. But, it was only because it was your school playing. And maybe your friends playing. But not because Atsumu looked really hot playing-
No.
Not at all. You didn't like him like that!
Preposterous!
The game ended and, not surprisingly, your team won. You cheered and ran towards the three boys and embraced them all in a hug.
"Damn! You two are so good!" you said, trying to look at only Suna and Osamu. You knew it'd piss off Atsumu. Especially as Osamu had told you that the blonde was crushing on you. you enjoyed messing with him.
"Thanks!" they all said in union. There was a moment of silence before Atsumu realised.
"Wait, two??"
"Yeah! I've never seen better blocks or spikes in my life!"
"What about sets?" Atsumu asked hopefully.
"Nah, seen better,"
"You've never even seen a volleyball game y/n!" Atsumu groaned. You laughed. You wanted to keep it going.
"Yeah, I have. That raven-haired boy from Karasuno? Number 9? He's good,"
"Kageyama?!"
"Yeah! Oh, and that brunette from Aoba Josai? He's good at it and he's cute," You joked. Atsumu had a blank expression and you, Suna, and Osamu cracked up laughing.
"Why are you so mean to me y/n! I just won the game for us!"
"Because I like you, so it's fun to mess with you," you replied. You grabbed his arm and pulled him down to whisper in your ear.
"You're the best player on the court, Ats. You're amazing," you said, before kissing his cheek and running off to help pack up. Atsumu stood there shook. He smiled when he realised there was now hope he could have you.
Little did he know, there was a lot more tricks you had up your sleeve before you'd finally say yes to going out with him.
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Author Notes
Before you come at me in the comments, Ariana Grande is great ok? And you can't tell me this man wouldn't listen to her music. As a minor Atsumu Kinnie, I had to include him listening to her. Also, whenever I panic, I often turn around and say "well you're a ..." and it scares me, so I thought it would be funny if Atsumu said that about the bus lmao.
"Sack of mouldy pears," I can't- I have no idea how or why I came up with that but ever since I've been using it and my friends are questioning me. Also, writing a savage reader was so much fun, it was just too perfect...
I have no idea how to end stories and it's getting annoyingggggggg ;-;
Anyway, I hope you enjoyed, and see you all soon xx