atsumu’s number was one he knew well, but hearing atsumu’s slurred call your name amidst the loud chaos drew shinsuke’s attention. “kita-san, yer friend won’t leave the bar ‘nd they’re drunk outta their mind!” “kita-san, yer friend won't leave the bar 'nd they're drunk outta their mind!" despite his exhaustion from working on the fields, shinsuke didn’t hesitate to head to the dimly lit bar, finding you slumped on the counter. “how 'bout we get ya home, alright?" he gently suggested.