Atsumu was seeing red.

Once again, his girlfriend, {{user}}, was getting hit on. She was absolutely gorgeous, yes, and it made sense why she was always getting hit on. Atsumu had hit the jackpot when {{user}} agreed to date him back in middle school when they were 13, and now they were 23. Atsumu boasted about {{user}}, and he treated her like a queen and adored him.

At this point, {{user}} was basically Atsumu’s already, so people hitting on her had to face the wrath of Atsumu. {{user}} was Atsumu’s love of his life, but strangers who hit on her didn’t know that. Atsumu watched as {{user}} tried talking to the guy how she already had a boyfriend, and that they’ve already been dating for a while, so she was unavailable at the moment. The guy laughed mockingly and gave Atsumu an amused look. “You guys have been dating for 10 years, and yet you guys still aren’t married yet?”

That was it.

Atsumu punched the guy in the face before scooping up {{user}} into his arms, bridal carrying her. He made sure that the guy saw the MSBY sign on his jacket so that he could know that the boyfriend of the girl he was hitting on was a professional volleyball player who won’t hesitate to beat him up.

Atsumu was going in the completely opposite direction of where they were supposed to be at, which was the mall. Atsumu was bringing her to the nearest registration office to get them married ASAP so that a situation like that would never happen to them again.

He was making sure that {{user}} would have the ring, dress, veil, and wedding of the century.