《kill my mind - m. atsumu》bully
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"family or..?" the doctor walked out of your grandma's room.
"she's family." atsumu nodded down at you who was sleeping on his lap. it's been one hour since he came and you fell asleep after five minutes.
"can you wake her up?"
atsumu frowned and looked down at you. "um.." he didn't want to wake you up after you spent the whole day stressing over your grandma.
but on the other hand there was a chance he would be earning an extra yelling for not waking you up when there was news about your grandma. but also another yelling for actually waking you up.
"here, how about i tell you and you tell her when she wakes up?" the doctor said and looked down at his clipboard.
"sounds good."
"her grandma is fine. needs to rest and all that. if she does pass out again then we will definitely have to keep her in the hospital for a longer amount of time." he explained.
"alright. can we visit her?"
"oh yeah. two at a time." the doctor nodded before walking away.
atsumu poked your cheek, seeing if you would wake up. then he started bouncing his leg up and down. "stop it." you whined and pulled his jacket over your head.
"your grandma's awake and probably waiting for you to walk in instead of sleeping." atsumu drawled and you shot up from his lap.
"why didn't you tell me earlier?" you slapped his thigh and then looked down at it. you then slapped it again.
"slap it and yell at me later. now get in there." atsumu grabbed your hand and stopped you from slapping his thigh for the third time.
"okay." you stood up and nearly fell over. "i forgot i had this stupid thing on." you looked down at the cast on your foot.
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"so smart." atsumu lightly kicked your cast and you let out a painful groan.
"i'm dying." you fell into his arms dramatically and he caught you while rolling his eyes.
"dramatic ass." he turned around and literally dragged you in the room.
"hiii." you greeted your grandma when atsumu got you into the room.
your grandma smiled at you, happy to see you being all bright and with atsumu instead of being mopey. "hello to the both of you."
atsumu waved at her and let you sit on the chair next to her bed while he sat in the chair near the door.
"how are you doing?" you asked.
"im okay. im not dying anytime soon." she reassured you. "if i do then you get everything in my will."
"i knew living with you had its perks." you grinned and she smacked your hand. "im kidding. that's like thirty percent of it."
you turned your head, expecting to see atsumu sitting next to you. then you turned around and saw him sitting far away. "why are you so far away?" you asked.
"want me to be closer?"
"no, stay away from me." you said and turned back around.
atsumu picked up his chair and bought it over to you, sitting on it backwards. "too bad i don't listen. how you doing grams?"
you gave him a look at the name and he just placed a finger on your face and turned it back to your grandma.
"im doing good, how was your game?"
"it was interesting." atsumu answered. "but we lost."
"what a loser." atsumu snapped his head over at you. "im kidding." you said.
"i was about to say."
"apologies for her." you grandma said. "she doesn't know how to talk sometimes."
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"i know."
"i'm being bullied." you said and glared at atsumu.
"no you're being dramatic." atsumu said.
"bully. anyway." you turned back to your grandma. "i called mom. she's coming home, dad has to stay in germany though."
"it's fine." your grandma said. "it's not like a flew out of a window."
"don't jinx is." you said and slapped atsumu hand away when he tried to hold yours.
"grams, she slapped me." atsumu complained. "i was trying to be nice and hold her hand."
"how rude of her."
"i know right!" atsumu grabbed your hand and closed his hand around it. "mission successful."
"can you come home?" you asked and let atsumu play with your fingers.
until he started cracking your knuckles
you pulled your hand away in an instant and stared at him. "i'm never holding your hand again."
"nah, you'll be back." he stretched his legs out in front of him while placing his legs under yours so your legs were next to his.
you tried pulling your legs out from his, but he had both of yours sandwiched between his. you gave up trying to fight back and that caused a triumph smile to grow on atsumu's face.
"yes i can come home." your grandma answered after you two were done.
"good, i don't wanna stay home by myself."
"you can stay with me." atsumu suggested.
"nevermind i'm staying here for the night." your grandma said and pulled the blanket up. "go home now."
"you heard her." atsumu released your legs and held out a hand for you.
"seriously?" you asked.
"yup, goodnight. see you tomorrow." your grandma said and turned over on her side.
"alright then." you placed your hand on top of atsumu's and stood up. "i'll see you tomorrow."
"night grams." atsumu said before pulling you outside.
you closed the door behind you and atsumu let go of your hand and went for his usual move. arm over your shoulders.
"were you there all day?" he asked.
"yeah."
"tired?" he asked when you leaned against him more than usual.
"a little."
"hungry?"
"eh."
"wanna cuddle?"
"do i have a choice?"
"nope." he placed a kiss on your head and called a taxi.
"didn't think so." he pulled you down on his lap when he sat down on the bench.
"it'll make up you not being at my game." he said and wrapped his arm around you.
"what about osamu?" you asked and laid your head down on his shoulder.
"he can watch and wallow in self pity and singleness."
"we can give him the teddy bear."
"no."
"and why not."
"because that's mine and i don't share it with anybody." he said.
"you gave it to me."
"well, everyone but you."
"i'm special." you smiled and he looked down at you.
"so special." atsumu rolled his eyes and flicked your forehead. "it's okay, we can kick samu out."
"i think he would prefer the couch." you said and remembered how much atsumu complained to you about osamu complaining to him.
"i think so too."
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