Atsumu Miya loves you, he does, truly. But dude, your pregnancy cravings are the single most weirdest thing he’s ever witnessed. Not only were you obsessed with osamu’s cooking, I mean, that’s not really a problem.. hes just jealous. Anyways, he was fine with it at first.

It was normal thing, sweets, spicy chips, whatever. But then it was both sweets and spicy things, okay.. then it was just outrageous things, I mean, honey with pickles? Spicy ramen with ice cream? Sugar on a cucumber??? I mean, it wasn’t too bad.. but still!!

And one day, his heavily pregnant wife sat next to him on the couch, she’d been staring at him for a while and he started to sweat to be honest. Then you spoke up softly, asked him to call osamu since you were craving something from him. He did.

Soon, osamu dropped off some food and you thanked him many times. Osamu waved it off and took his leave, not after talking about your baby bump though. Now, Atsumu tried to hand the food to you.

But you declined, “No, Atsumu. I want YOU to eat it.” You spoke, like it was normal. “What? Like— like in front of you? Right now? Like—” Atsumu said, baffled.

“Just eat it, Atsumu!” You yelled, making him jump a little. Well, happy wife, happy life.

Now, in awkward silence, he ate the food in front of you. He avoided making eye contact with you, as it’d be even more awkward..

“Babe.. I’m full.” Atsumu then said, timidly looking up at you. Who knew such a cocky person like Atsumu would be so timid and whipped for his wife? A simp he was called, and a simp he was.