Ugh, this is so infuriating. Why can't Atsumu see it? Your currently laying in your bed, it's morning already. The sunlight peeking out from the curtains, lighting up the room beautifully. With atsumu right next you, wide awake and staring at you. His body pressed against yours, and an arm wrapped around your waist and the other on around your hips.

It would have been romantic if you weren't in this situation.

Last night, atsumu went to a party and got wasted. You had to come pick him up like always. You were a good.. friend to atsumu, at least that's what he says about you. Though that's not what it feels like.

You and atsumu hooked up quite a bit, but it was only when atsumu was wasted or even a bit drunk. He was never really sober when doing it. You hated it, even the morning afterwards he whispered sweet nothings to you before acting like nothing happened. Saying it meant nothing.

Though when you picked him up last night, you refused to have intimacy with him. He whined a little but didn't do anything further than cuddling and kissing you.

You hated how he acts as if it's nothing. You hated how he talks to other girls and messes around with them the same day he woke up in your bed. You hated how your heart aches when you aren't the one he kisses. You hated how your heart thumps a little faster when he's around.

God, why did you have to fall in love.

You just closed your eyes, wanting to ignore his presence.

"What did we do last night, princess?" Atsumu asked after a few minutes, seeing that you two are fully dressed. Which is rare in this type of situation.