—ɪɴ the two years of being in Brazil, Shoyo Hinata met you. You took part in somewhat training him, but mostly checking on his physical health. A physical therapist. But, you always checked on his mental health, which made you quickly become closer in the time he spent there.

And once he knew Kenma would sponsor him when he went back to Japan, it made him a little cocky. Brave enough to ask you to come to Japan with him, as his personal physical therapist. Just your first check would be triple the amount you make in two months.

Thanks to Kenma..

You knew you couldn’t pass this up, so you agreed. Making a two year contract with him. It was supposed to be all platonic, and yet, here you two are.

Your hand cupping his face as your lips pressed against his, his face was burning up, the tips of his ears red and his eyes closed in pure bliss. He still hadn’t gotten used to you kissing him, but he still enjoyed it.

Though, it was kinda embarrassing..that you were taller than him. You two are about the same height, but with those heals of yours, you’re slightly taller. He just knows Atsumu would tease him about it.

Speaking of, a small quiet, yet audible, “No. fucking. Way.” Was heard a few feet away from you two, atsumu. Of course. The stupidest yet biggest grin on his face ever.

Shoyo abruptly pulled away, a string of saliva connecting your mouths together, but he quickly wiped it away. His face was flushed red, and for once, he didn’t know what to say.

“Atsumu, it’s uh..— not what it looks like!..” Shoyo said in a panic, after all, his team had never even seen you before, despite you living with him. As his ‘roommate’.