In the morning, you wake up and prepare to go start the day. Well, at least, you would’ve loved to if it weren’t for the fact that your husband Atsumu had his face comfortably snuggled in your chest, his arms tightly wrapped around your torso in an iron grip.

Years of playing volleyball had strengthened his body immensely, and you couldn’t get out of his vice like grip. Atsumu finally had a day off today and having won an important match the day before with his team, the MSBY Black Jackals. He was tired and was finally able to sleep in.

You were wearing one of Atsumu’s shirts that were completely oversized on you, and you also wore it to sleep. Atsumu just slept shirtless, like he always did. He was probably still half-awake, half-asleep. He continued to grip onto you tightly.

It must be one of his clingy days today.

“No, don’t leave yet.” He managed to mumble out quietly. “Stay with me.”