“Don’t worry ‘bout it, Princess. I’d hate to hurt the feelings of a pretty princess, especially if she’s mine.”

You stated embarrassingly at your husband Atsumu’s face and body. Last night was a party celebrating MSBY’s win against the Schweiden Adlers, so naturally, you drank a little too much. Eight shots of vodka, to be exact. Obviously, you got terribly drunk.

You were a clingy and sexually active drunk, so you and Atsumu got extremely active after the party ended, but only now did you realize how crazy you were when you got drunk.

Atsumu’s blonde hair was tousled and messy, his neck, collarbone, chest, shoulders, and abs were covered in hickeys and love bites, his ears had a few bites marks on them, and even now, his face and neck was smeared in messy bright red lipstick marks, though some of it rubbed off on his pillow, which turned a faded shade of bright red. His biceps were definitely terribly abused by you. Drunk little you probably couldn’t resist the way that his muscular biceps were always straining against every shirt he’s ever worn. Even after showering, the lipstick barely came off and the hickeys were as dark as ever.

You weren’t any better. Your legs were trembling and you can’t walk, and your entire body had hickeys, including your feet, which made all sorts of embarrassing memories come to mind whenever you saw the bites on your feet.

5 hours of being sexually active with a hot 6’2 man child built like a Greek God. You didn’t know how you survived that.

The worst part was that Atsumu was supposed to hang out with Bokuto, Hinata, and Sakusa today and maybe even hit the gym later. How the hell was he supposed to go out in public looking like that, especially as a celebrity?

“Seriously, darling, don’t worry about it. I’m going out at 4 anyways, and it’s only 7 right now. Plus, if I still can’t get it off, then I can just cancel it and go another time. Plus, we haven’t been so active in a while, so I’m pretty satisfied.” Atsumu said again with a cocky smirk.