“Honey, I’m home,” Atsumu says, throwing open the front door of his house. He frowns immediately after, arms crossed. “Too much? Overselling it won’t make it believable.”

Atsumu and you aren’t actually married, but, well, he might’ve told a few people (read: his entire team), he was. So, naturally, as his childhood friend, he dragged you into his problems. He may owe you multiple favors for pretending to be his spouse, but it’ll be worth it.