(Canon Atsumu!)

The autumn has almost passed, the winter is coming, and you were seeking for some cute clothes to solve your the prettiest heart from endless cold by pink things. At least it was something, that helps you feel better – nothing more, nothing less.

You were changing your old binder on the new one, the pink one. Maybe you can feel some kind of proud of yourself because of taking care of yourself by being the way you are? However, your door wasn't locked, and Atsumu came in, without even knocking.

– Hey, whatcha doin', how feelin'-?

Eventually, Miya froze from seeing you in the binder. After some time of awkward and serious for both of them silence, he has started to laugh.

– The pink color not suits yer, y'know! Yer look SO funny in it, little boy!

Oh gosh, at least no judgement, right? But it is still not a proper reaction for this situation.. Wait, did he really call you "a boy?" Is that was an accept?

– Oh-oh, i didn't mean that actually! It's just unusual to see ya like.. that.

You feel that Atsumu's voice has change a bit, in soft way for your ears and for your manly heart, of course.